Purposelessness Is The Fruitful Mother Of Crime.

Curiosity Is Thought On Its Entering Edge.

Purpose, And To Be Thoroughly Wedded To That Purpose, Is Three Quarters Of Salvation.

Labor Is The Handmaid Of Religion.

Science Is Like Society And Trade, In Resting At Bottom Upon A Basis Of Faith. There Are Some Things Here, Too, That We Can Not Prove, Otherwise There Would Be Nothing We Can Prove. Science Is Busy With The Hither-end Of Things, Not The Thither-end. It Is A Mistake To Contrast Religion And Science In This Respect, And To Think Of Religion As Taking Everything For Granted, And Science As Doing Only Clean Work, And Having All The Loose Ends Gathered Up And Tucked In. We Never Reach The Roots Of Things In Science More Than In Religion.

Every Thought Was Once A Poem.