Our Bodies Are Molded Rivers.

We Never Completely Comprehend Ourselves, But We Can Do Far More Than Comprehend.

Tools Arm The Man. One Can Well Say That Man Is Capable Of Bringing Forth A World; He Lacks Only The Necessary Apparatus, The Corresponding Armature Of His Sensory Tools. The Beginning Is There. Thus The Principle Of A Warship Lies In The Idea Of The Shipbuilder, Who Is Able To Incorporate This Thought By Making Himself Into A Gigantic Machine, As It Were, Through A Mass Of Men And Appropriate Tools And Materials. Thus The Idea Of A Moment Often Required Monstrous Organs, Monstrous Masses Of Materials, And Man Is Therefore A Potential, If Not An Actual Creator.

It Is Certain My Belief Gains Quite Infinitely The Very Moment I Can Convince Another Mind Thereof

To Become Properly Acquainted With A Truth, We Must First Have Disbelieved It, And Disputed Against It.

The Best Thing About The Sciences Is Their Philosophical Ingredient, Like Life For An Organic Body. If One Dephilosophizes The Sciences, What Remains Left? Earth, Air, And Water.