Everything Is Self-evident.

The Senses Deceive From Time To Time, And It Is Prudent Never To Trust Wholly Those Who Have Deceived Us Even Once.

Everything Is Self-evident.

Before Examining This More Carefully And Investigating Its Consequences, I Want To Dwell For A Moment In The Contemplation Of God, To Ponder His Attributes In Me, To See, Admire, And Adore The Beauty Of His Boundless Light, Insofar As My Clouded Insight Allows. Believing That The Supreme Happiness Of The Other Life Consists Wholly Of The Contemplation Of Divine Greatness, I Now Find That Through Less Perfect Contemplation Of The Same Sort I Can Gain The Greatest Joy Available In This Life.

What Then Is The Source Of My Errors? They Are Owing Simply To The Fact That, Since The Will Extends Further Than The Intellect, I Do Not Contain The Will Within The Same Boundaries; Rather, I Also Extend It To Things I Do Not Understand. Because The Will Is Indifferent In Regard To Such Matters, It Easily Turns Away From The True And The Good; And In This Way I Am Deceived And I Sin.

The Only Secure Knowledge Is That I Exist.