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The Infinite Is Only A Manner Of Speaking.

It May Be True, That Men, Who Are Mere Mathematicians, Have Certain Specific Shortcomings, But That Is Not The Fault Of Mathematics, For It Is Equally True Of Every Other Exclusive Occupation.

No Contradictions Will Arise As Long As Finite Man Does Not Mistake The Infinite For Something Fixed, As Long As He Is Not Led By An Acquired Habit Of Mind To Regard The Infinite As Something Bounded.

Does The Pursuit Of Truth Give You As Much Pleasure As Before? Surely It Is Not The Knowing But The Learning, Not The Possessing But The Acquiring, Not The Being-there But The Getting There That Afford The Greatest Satisfaction. If I Have Exhausted Something, I Leave It In Order To Go Again Into The Dark. Thus Is That Insatiable Man So Strange: When He Has Completed A Structure It Is Not In Order To Dwell In It Comfortably, But To Start Another.

When I Have Clarified And Exhausted A Subject, Then I Turn Away From It, In Order To Go Into Darkness Again.