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Consider Now The Milky Way. Here Also We See An Innumerable Dust, Only The Grains Of This Dust Are No Longer Atoms But Stars; These Grains Also Move With Great Velocities, They Act At A Distance One Upon Another, But This Action Is So Slight At Great Distances That Their Trajectories Are Rectilineal; Nevertheless, From Time To Time, Two Of Them May Come Near Enough Together To Be Deviated From Their Course, Like A Comet That Passed Too Close To Jupiter. In A Word, In The Eyes Of A Giant, To Whom Our Suns Were What Our Atoms Are To Us, The Milky Way Would Only Look Like A Bubble Of Gas.

A Very Small Cause, Which Escapes Us, Determines A Considerable Effect Which We Cannot Ignore, And We Say That This Effect Is Due To Chance.

Doubting Everything And Believing Everything Are Two Equally Convenient Solutions That Guard Us From Having To Think

Pure Logic Could Never Lead Us To Anything But Tautologies; It Can Create Nothing New; Not From It Alone Can Any Science Issue.

A Sane Mind Should Not Be Guilty Of A Logical Fallacy, Yet There Are Very Fine Minds Incapable Of Following Mathematical Demonstrations.