A Hypothesis Is Something Which Looks As

All The Evolution We Know Of Proceeds From The Vague To The Definite.

Generality Is, Indeed, An Indispensable Ingredient Of Reality; For Mere Individual Existence Or Actuality Without Any Regularity Whatever Is A Nullity. Chaos Is Pure Nothing.

I Define A Sign As Anything Which Is So Determined By Something Else, Called Its Object, And So Determines An Effect Upon A Person, Which Effect I Call Its Interpretant, That The Latter Is Thereby Mediately Determined By The Former.

Our Whole Past Experience Is Continually In Our Consciousness, Though Most Of It Sunk To A Great Depth Of Dimness. I Think Of Consciousness As A Bottomless Lake, Whose Waters Seem Transparent, Yet Into Which We Can Clearly See But A Little Way.

If Liberty Of Speech Is To Be Untrammeled From The Grosser Forms Of Constraint, The Uniformity Of Opinion Will Be Secured By A Moral Terrorism To Which The Respectability Of Society Will Give Its Thorough Approval.