Truth Is The Daughter Of Time, And

I Had The Intention Of Becoming A Theologian...but Now I See How God Is, By My Endeavors, Also Glorified In Astronomy, For 'the Heavens Declare The Glory Of God.'

The Heavenly Bodies Are Nothing But A Continuous Song For Several Voices (perceived By The Intellect, Not By The Ear); A Music Which... Sets Landmarks In The Immeasurable Flow Of Time. It Is Therefore, No Longer Surprising That Man, In Imitation Of His Creator, Has At Last Discovered The Art Of Figured Song, Which Was Unknown To The Ancients. Man Wanted To Reproduce The Continuity Of Cosmic Time... To Obtain A Sample Test Of The Delight Of The Divine Creator In His Works, And To Partake Of His Joy By Making Music In The Imitation Of God.

Now, As God The Maker Play'd He Taught The Game To Nature Whom He Created In His Image; Taught Her The Selfsame Game Which He Played To Her.

I Myself, A Professional Mathematician, On Re-reading My Own Work Find It Strains My Mental Powers To Recall To Mind From The Figures The Meanings Of The Demonstrations, Meanings Which I Myself Originally Put Into The Figures And The Text From My Mind. But When I Attempt To Remedy The Obscurity Of The Material By Putting In Extra Words, I See Myself Falling Into The Opposite Fault Of Becoming Chatty In Something Mathematical.

[god] Is The Kind Creator Who Brought Forth Nature Out Of Nothing.