Astronomy Would Not Provide Me With Bread

Either... The Moving Intelligences Of The Planets Are Weakest In Those That Are Farthest From The Sun, Or... There Is One Moving Intelligence In The Sun, The Common Center, Forcing Them All Round, But Those Most Violently Which Are Nearest, And That It Languishes In Some Sort And Grows Weaker At The Most Distant, Because Of The Remoteness And The Attenuation Of The Virtue.

I Am Stealing The Golden Vessels Of The Egyptians To Build A Tabernacle To My God From Them, Far Far Away From The Boundaries Of Egypt. If You Forgive Me, I Shall Rejoice; If You Are Enraged With Me, I Shall Bear It. See, I Cast The Die, And I Write The Book. Whether It Is To Be Read By The People Of The Present Or Of The Future Makes No Difference: Let It Await Its Reader For A Hundred Years, If God Himself Has Stood Ready For Six Thousand Years For One To Study Him.

When Things Are In Order, If The Cause Of The Orderliness Cannot Be Deduced From The Motion Of The Elements Or From The Composition Of Matter, It Is Quite Possibly A Cause Possessing A Mind.

Nature Uses As Little As Possible Of Anything.

The Sun Alone Appears, By Virtue Of His Dignity And Power, Suited For This Motive Duty (of Moving The Planets) And Worthy To Become The Home Of God Himself.