The Heart Errs Like The Head; Its

Distrust Even Mathematics; Albeit So Sublime And Highly Perfected, We Have Here A Machine Of Such Delicacy It Can Only Work In Vacuo, And One Grain Of Sand In The Wheels Is Enough To Put Everything Out Of Gear. One Shudders To Think To What Disaster Such A Grain Of Sand May Bring A Mathematical Brain. Remember Pascal.

Until One Has Loved An Animal A Part Of One's Soul Remains Unawakened.

Theologians And Philosophers, Who Make God The Creator Of Nature And The Architect Of The Universe, Reveal Him To Us As An Illogical And Unbalanced Being. They Declare He Is Benevolent Because They Are Afraid Of Him, But They Are Forced To Admit The Truth That His Ways Are Vicious And Beyond Understanding. They Attribute A Malignity To Him Seldom To Be Found In Any Human Being. And That Is How They Get Human Beings To Worship Him. For Our Miserable Species Would Never Lavish Worship On A Just And Benevolent God From Whom They Had Nothing To Fear.

Word-carpentry Is Like Any Other Kind Of Carpentry: You Must Join Your Sentences Smoothly.

We Reproach People For Talking About Themselves But It Is The Subject They Treat Best.