Every Science Is A Mutilated

My Liveliest Interest Is Not So Much In Things, As In Relations Of Things. I Have Spent Much Time Thinking About The Alleged Pseudo-relations That Are Called Coincidences. What If Some Of Them Should Not Be Coincidences?

[wise Men] Have Tried To Understand Our State Of Being, By Grasping At Its Stars, Or Its Arts, Or Its Economics. But, If There Is An Underlying Oneness Of All Things, It Does Not Matter Where We Begin, Whether With Stars, Or Laws Of Supply And Demand, Or Frogs, Or Napoleon Bonaparte. One Measures A Circle, Beginning Anywhere.

A Procession Of The Damned. By The Damned, I Mean The Excluded. We Shall Have A Procession Of Data That Science Has Excluded.

One Can't Learn Much And Also Be Comfortable One Can't Learn Much And Let Anybody Else Be Comfortable

If Any Spiritualistic Medium Can Do Stunts, There Is No More Need For Special Conditions Than There Is For A Chemist To Turn Down Lights, Start Operations With A Hymn, And Ask Whether There's Any Chemical Present That Has Affinity With Something Named Hydrogen.