Eyesight Should Learn From Reason.

Nothing Which Consists Of Corporeal Matter Is Absolutely Light, But That Is Comparatively Lighter Which Is Rarer, Either By Its Own Nature, Or By Accidental Heat. And It Is Not To Be Thought That Light Bodies Are Escaping To The Surface Of The Universe While They Are Carried Upwards, Or That They Are Not Attracted By The Earth. They Are Attracted, But In A Less Degree, And So Are Driven Outwards By The Heavy Bodies; Which Being Done, They Stop, And Are Kept By The Earth In Their Own Place.

As Soon As Somebody Demonstrates The Art Of Flying, Settlers From Our Species Of Man Will Not Be Lacking On The Moon And Jupiter... Given Ships Or Sails Adapted To The Breezes Of Heaven, There Will Be Those Who Will Not Shrink From Even That Vast Expanse.

Repudiating The Sensible World, Which He Neither Sees Himself Nor Believes From Those Who Have, The Peripatetic Joins Combat By Childish Quibbling In A World On Paper, And Denies The Sun Shines Because He Himself Is Blind.

The Heavenly Bodies Are Nothing But A Continuous Song For Several Voices (perceived By The Intellect, Not By The Ear); A Music Which... Sets Landmarks In The Immeasurable Flow Of Time. It Is Therefore, No Longer Surprising That Man, In Imitation Of His Creator, Has At Last Discovered The Art Of Figured Song, Which Was Unknown To The Ancients. Man Wanted To Reproduce The Continuity Of Cosmic Time... To Obtain A Sample Test Of The Delight Of The Divine Creator In His Works, And To Partake Of His Joy By Making Music In The Imitation Of God.

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.