I Don't Like It, And I'm Sorry

In An Honest Search For Knowledge, You Quite Often Have To Abide By Ignorance For An Indefinite Period.

If All This Damned Quantum Jumping Were Really Here To Stay, I Should Be Sorry, I Should Be Sorry I Ever Got Involved With Quantum Theory.

Thus You Can Throw Yourself Flat On The Ground, Stretched Out Upon Mother Earth, With The Certain Conviction That You Are One With Her And She With You. You Are As Firmly Established, As Invulnerable As She, Indeed A Thousand Times Firmer And More Invulnerable. As Surely As She Will Engulf You Tomorrow, So Surely Will She Bring You Forth Anew To The New Striving And Suffering. And Not Merely "some Day." Now, Today, Every Day She Is Bringing You Forth, Not Once But Thousands Upon Thousands Of Times, Just As Every Day She Engulfs You A Thousand Times Over.

I Am Very Astonished That The Scientific Picture Of The Real World Around Me Is Deficient. It Gives A Lot Of Factual Information, Puts All Our Experience In A Magnificently Consistent Order, But It Is Ghastly Silent About All And Sundry That Is Really Near To Our Heart, That Really Matters To Us. It Cannot Tell Us A Word About Red And Blue, Bitter And Sweet, Physical Pain And Physical Delight; It Knows Nothing Of Beautiful And Ugly, Good Or Bad, God And Eternity.

The Material World Has Only Been Constructed At The Price Of Taking The Self, That Is, Mind, Out Of It, Removing It; Mind Is Not Part Of It...