No Paradox, No Progress.

An Independant Reality In The Ordinary Physical Sense Can Neither Be Ascribed To The Phenomenon Nor To The Agencies Of Observation.

It Is A Great Pity That Human Beings Cannot Find All Of Their Satisfaction In Scientific Contemplativeness.

You Can Recognize A Small Truth Because Its Opposite Is A Falsehood. The Opposite Of A Great Truth Is Another Truth.

One Thought Spectra Are Marvellous, But It Is Not Possible To Make Progress There. Just As If You Have The Wing Of A Butterfly Then Certainly It Is Very Regular With The Colors And So On, But Nobody Thought One Could Get The Basis Of Biology From The Coloring Of The Wing Of A Butterfly.

When It Comes To Atoms, Language Can Be Used Only As In Poetry. The Poet, Too, Is Not Nearly So Concerned With Describing Facts As With Creating Images And Establishing Mental Connections.