I Cut A Hole In My Heart

We Must Have The Real Thing Before We Can Have A Science Of A Thing.

I Scarcely Know A Professional Man I Can Like, And Certainly Not One Who Has Been What The World Calls Successful, That I Should The Least Wish To Resemble.

Scepticism, Like Wisdom, Springs Out In Full Panoply Only From The Brain Of A God, And It Is Little Profit To See An Idea In Its Growth, Unless We Track Its Seed To The Power Which Sowed It.

The Solitary Side Of Our Nature Demands Leisure For Reflection Upon Subjects On Which The Dash And Whirl Of Daily Business, So Long As Its Clouds Rise Thick About Us, Forbid The Intellect To Fasten Itself.

I Am Convinced With Plato , With St. Paul, With St. Augustine, With Calvin , And With Leibnitz, That This Universe, And Every Smallest Portion Of It, Exactly Fulfils The Purpose For Which Almighty God Designed It.