I Do Not Know Myself, And God

I Wish The Stage Were As Narrow As The Wire Of A Tighrope Dancer So That No Incompetent Would Dare Step Upon It.

Let Mental Culture Go On Advancing, Let The Natural Sciences Progress In Even Greater Extent And Depth, And The Human Mind Widen Itself As Much As It Desires: Beyond The Elevation And Moral Culture Of Christianity, As It Shines Forth In The Gospels, It Will Not Go.

Superstition Is A Part Of The Very Being Of Humanity; And When We Fancy That We Are Banishing It Altogether, It Takes Refuge In The Strangest Nooks And Corners, And Then Suddenly Comes Forth Again, As Soon As It Believes Itself At All Safe.

Were Not The Eye Made To Receive The Rays Of The Sun, It Could Not Behold The Sun; If The Peculiar Power Of God Lay Not In Us, How Could The Godlike Charm Us?

Die Mathematiker Sind Eine Art Franzosen. Spricht Man Zu Ihnen, So übersetzen Sie Alles In Ihre Eigene Sprache, Und So Wird Es Alsobald Etwas Ganz Anderes. Mathematicians Are A Kind Of Frenchmen. Whenever You Say Anything Or Talk To Them, They Translate It Into Their Own Language, And Right Away It Is Something Completely Different.