Mathematics Is The Language With Which God

But, Because My Private Lectures And Domestic Pupils Are A Great Hinderance And Intteruption Of My Studies, I Wish To Live Entirely Exempt From The Former, And In Great Measure From The Latter. ... In Short, I Should Wish To Gain My Bread From My Writings.

In Time You May Discover Everything That Can Be Discovered, And Still Your Progress Will Only Be Progress Away From Humanity. The Distance Between You And Them Can One Day Become So Great That Your Joyous Cry Over Some New Gain Could Be Answered By An Universal Shriek Of Horror.

In The Long Run My Observations Have Convinced Me That Some Men, Reasoning Preposterously, First Establish Some Conclusion In Their Minds Which, Either Because Of Its Being Their Own Or Because Of Their Having Received It From Some Person Who Has Their Entire Confidence, Impresses Them So Deeply That One Finds It Impossible Ever To Get It Out Of Their Heads.

Surely It Is A Great Thing To Increase The Numerous Host Of Fixed Stars Previously Visible To The Unaided Vision, Adding Countless More Which Have Never Before Been Seen, Exposing These Plainly To The Eye In Numbers Ten Times Exceeding The Old And Familiar Stars.

Wine Is Sunlight, Held Together By Water.