Hypotheses Are Nets: Only He Who Casts

The Seat Of The Soul Is Where The Inner World And The Outer World Meet. Where They Overlap, It Is In Every Point Of The Overlap.

Doing Philosophy Is Only A Threefold Or Double Kind Of Waking--being Awake--consciousness.

Only The Most Perfect Human Being Can Design The Most Perfect Philosophy.

Our Bodies Are Molded Rivers.

Nature Is An Aeolian Harp, A Musical Instrument Whose Tones Are The Re-echo Of Higher Strings Within Us.