Whoso Shrinks From Ideas Ends By Having

Every Reader, If He Has A Strong Mind, Reads Himself Into The Book, And Amalgamates His Thoughts With Those Of The Author.

There Is No Past We Can Bring Back By Longing For It. There Is Only An Eternal Now That Builds And Creates Out Of The Past Something New And Better.

Mathematics Has The Completely False Reputation Of Yielding Infallible Conclusions. Its Infallibility Is Nothing But Identity. Two Times Two Is Not Four, But It Is Just Two Times Two, And That Is What We Call Four For Short. But Four Is Nothing New At All. And Thus It Goes On And On In Its Conclusions, Except That In The Higher Formulas The Identity Fades Out Of Sight.

Our Senses Don't Deceive Us: Our Judgment Does

Always To Distrust Is An Error, As Well As Always To Trust.