Every Judgment In Science Stands

Sex Was Invented As A Biological Instrument By (say) The Green Algae. But As An Instrument In The Ascent Of Man Which Is Basic To His Cultural Evolution, It Was Invented By Man Himself.

Nature Is More Subtle, More Deeply Intertwined And More Strangely Integrated Than Any Of Our Pictures Of Her Than Any Of Our Errors. It Is Not Merely That Our Pictures Are Not Full Enough; Each Of Our Pictures In The End Turns Out To Be So Basically Mistaken That The Marvel Is That It Worked At All.

All Those Formal Systems, In Mathematics And Physics And The Philosophy Of Science, Which Claim To Give Foundations For Certain Truth Are Surely Mistaken. I Am Tempted To Say That We Do Not Look For Truth, But For Knowledge. But I Dislike This Form Of Words, For Two Reasons. First Of All, We Do Look For Truth, However We Define It, It Is What We Find That Is Knowledge. And Second, What We Fail To Find Is Not Truth, But Certainty; The Nature Of Truth Is Exactly The Knowledge That We Do Find.

We Re-make Nature By The Act Of Discovery, In The Poem Or In The Theorem. And The Great Poem And The Deep Theorem Are New To Every Reader, And Yet Are His Own Experiences, Because He Himself Re-creates Them. They Are The Marks Of Unity In Variety; And In The Instant When The Mind Seizes This For Itself, In Art Or In Science, The Heart Misses A Beat.

Whether Our Work Is Art Or Science Or The Daily Work Of Society, It Is Only The Form In Which We Explore Our Experience Which Is Different.