The Child Lives In A World Which

We Know Not Through Our Intellect But Through Our Experience.

Science Manipulates Things And Gives Up Living In Them. It Makes Its Own Limited Models Of Things; Operating Upon These Indices Or Variables To Effect Whatever Transformations Are Permitted By Their Definition, It Comes Face To Face With The Real World Only At Rare Intervals. Science Is And Always Will Be That Admirably Active, Ingenious, And Bold Way Of Thinking Whose Fundamental Bias Is To Treat Everything As Though It Were An Object-in-general - As Though It Meant Nothing To Us And Yet Was Predestined For Our Own Use.

The Philosopher Will Ask Himself ... If The Criticism We Are Now Suggesting Is Not The Philosophy Which Presses To The Limit That Criticism Of False Gods Which Christianity Has Introduced Into Our History.

To Understand Is To Experience Harmony Between What We Aim At And What Is Given, Between The Intention And The Performance - And The Body Is Our Anchorage In The World.

It Is A Great Good Fortune, As Stendhal Said, For One "to Have His Passion As A Profession.