Is A Mountain Only A Huge Stone?

Skepticism Is Like A Microscope Whose Magnification Is Constantly Increased: The Sharp Image That One Begins With Finally Dissolves, Because It Is Not Possible To See Ultimate Things: Their Existence Is Only To Be Inferred.

...it Is Easy Not To Believe In Monsters, Considerably More Difficult To Escape Their Dread And Loathsome Clutches.

We Are Like Snails, Each Stuck To His Own Leaf.

Of The Two Powers, The Two Categories That Take Possession Of Us When We Enter The World (from Where?), Space Is By Far The Less Mysterious. It, Too, Undergoes Transformations. Time, On The Other Hand, Is A Hostile Element, Truly Treacherous, I Would Even Say Against Human Nature.

Faith Is, At One And The Same Time, Absolutely Necessary And Altogether Impossible.