Few Men Think, Yet All Will Have

What Is Mind? No Matter. What Is Matter? Never Mind.

In Short, If There Were External Bodies, It Is Impossible We Should Ever Come To Know It; And If There Were Not, We Might Have The Very Same Reasons To Think There Were That We Have Now.

Certainly He Who Can Digest A Second Or Third Fluxion Need Not, Methinks, Be Squeamish About Any Point In Divinity.

The Eye By Long Use Comes To See Even In The Darkest Cavern: And There Is No Subject So Obscure But We May Discern Some Glimpse Of Truth By Long Poring On It.

Westward The Course Of Empire Takes Its Way; The Four First Acts Already Past, A Fifth Shall Close The Drama With The Day: Time's Noblest Offspring Is The Last.