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Implication Is Thus The Very Texture Of Our Web Of Belief, And Logic Is The Theory That Traces It.

Uncritical Semantics Is The Myth Of A Museum In Which The Exhibits Are Meanings And The Words Are Labels. To Switch Languages Is To Change The Labels.

Students Of The Heavens Are Separable Into Astronomers And Astrologers As Readily As The Minor Domestic Ruminants Into Sheep And Goats, But The Separation Of Philosophers Into Sages And Cranks Seems To Be More Sensitive To Frames Of Reference.

Just As The Introduction Of The Irrational Numbers ... Is A Convenient Myth [which] Simplifies The Laws Of Arithmetic ... So Physical Objects Are Postulated Entities Which Round Out And Simplify Our Account Of The Flux Of Existence... The Conceptional Scheme Of Physical Objects Is [likewise] A Convenient Myth, Simpler Than The Literal Truth And Yet Containing That Literal Truth As A Scattered Part.

The Mastery Of One's Phonemes May Be Compared To The Violinist's Mastery Of Fingering. The Violin String Lends Itself To A Continuous Gradation Of Tones, But The Musician Learns The Discrete Intervals At Which To Stop The String In Order To Play The Conventional Notes. We Sound Our Phonemes Like Poor Violinists, Approximating Each Time To A Fancied Norm, And We Receive Our Neighbor's Renderings Indulgently, Mentally Rectifying The More Glaring Inaccuracies.