Venus De Milo. To A Child She

Existence Is Appetite: The Gnaw Of Being; The One Attempt Of All Things To Assimilate To Some Higher Attempt.

The History Of Science Is A Record Of The Transformations Of Contempts Amd Amusements.

The Fate Of All Explanation Is To Close One Door Only To Have Another Fly Wide Open.

A Procession Of The Damned. By The Damned, I Mean The Excluded. We Shall Have A Procession Of Data That Science Has Excluded.

If Human Thought Is A Growth, Like All Other Growths, Its Logic Is Without Foundation Of Its Own, And Is Only The Adjusting Constructiveness Of All Other Growing Things. A Tree Cannot Find Out, As It Were, How To Blossom, Until Comes Blossom-time. A Social Growth Cannot Find Out The Use Of Steam Engines, Until Comes Steam-engine-time.