He Who Could Foresee Affairs Three Days

The Coldest Word Was Once A Glowing New Metaphor.

Just In The Ratio Knowledge Increases, Faith Decreases.

Properly Speaking, All True Work Is Religion.

Why Did Not Somebody Teach Me The Constellations, And Make Me At Home In The Starry Heavens, Which Are Always Overhead, And Which I Don't Half Know To This Day?

Not What I Have, But What I Do Is My Kingdom.