A Brave Man, Whose Only Fault Was

He Who Finds Though That Lets Us Penetrate Even A Little Deeper Into The Eternal Mystery Of Nature Has Been Granted Great Grace. He Who, In Addition, Experiences The Recognition, Sympathy, And Help Of The Best Minds Of His Times, Had Been Given Almost More Happiness Than One Man Can Bear.

Failing Isn't Bad When You Learn What Not To Do.

There Are Times When One Feels Liberated From One’s Limits And Human Imperfections. At Such Moments, We See Ourselves There, In A Little Corner Of Our Little Planet, Our Eyes Fixed In Wonder On The Cold And Yet Deep Beauty Of That Which Is Eternal, That Which Is Elusive. Life And Death Are Fused Together And There Is No Evolution, Nor Destination, There Is Only Being.

In The Middle Of Every Difficulty Lies Opportunity.

I Said Before, The Most Beautiful And Most Profound Religious Emotion That We Can Experience Is The Sensation Of The Mystical. And This Mysticality Is The Power Of All True Science. If There Is Any Such Concept As A God, It Is A Subtle Spirit, Not An Image Of A Man That So Many Have Fixed In Their Minds. In Essence, My Religion Consists Of A Humble Admiration For This Illimitable Superior Spirit That Reveals Itself In The Slight Details That We Are Able To Perceive With Our Frail And Feeble Minds.