And Thereby Make Ourselves, As It Were,

In God There Is An Infinitude Of Things Which I Cannot Comprehend, Nor Possibly Even Reach In Any Way By Thought; For It Is The Nature Of The Infinite That My Nature, Which Is Finite And Limited, Should Not Comprehend It.

Hence Reason Also Demands That, Since Our Thoughts Cannot All Be True Because We Are Not Wholly Perfect, What Truth They Do Possess Must Inevitably Be Found In The Thoughts We Have When Awake, Rather Than In Our Dreams.

Perfect Numbers Like Perfect Men Are Very Rare.

I Experienced In Myself A Certain Capacity For Judging Which I Have Doubtless Received From God, Like All The Other Things That I Possess; And As He Could Not Desire To Deceive Me, It Is Clear That He Has Not Given Me A Faculty That Will Lead Me To Err If I Use It Aright.

How Do We Know That Anything Really Exists, That Anything Is Really The Way It Seems Ot Us Through Our Senses?