[quantity Is The Fundamental Feature Of Things,]

He Who Will Please The Crowd And For The Sake Of The Most Ephemeral Renown Will Either Proclaim Those Things Which Nature Does Not Display Or Even Will Publish Genuine Miracles Of Nature Without Regard To Deeper Causes Is A Spiritually Corrupt Person... With The Best Of Intentions I Publicly Speak To The Crowd (which Is Eager For Things New) On The Subject Of What Is To Come.

I Am Stealing The Golden Vessels Of The Egyptians To Build A Tabernacle To My God From Them, Far Far Away From The Boundaries Of Egypt. If You Forgive Me, I Shall Rejoice; If You Are Enraged With Me, I Shall Bear It. See, I Cast The Die, And I Write The Book. Whether It Is To Be Read By The People Of The Present Or Of The Future Makes No Difference: Let It Await Its Reader For A Hundred Years, If God Himself Has Stood Ready For Six Thousand Years For One To Study Him.

When Ships To Sail The Void Between The Stars Have Been Built, There Will Step Forth Men To Sail These Ships.

Either... The Moving Intelligences Of The Planets Are Weakest In Those That Are Farthest From The Sun, Or... There Is One Moving Intelligence In The Sun, The Common Center, Forcing Them All Round, But Those Most Violently Which Are Nearest, And That It Languishes In Some Sort And Grows Weaker At The Most Distant, Because Of The Remoteness And The Attenuation Of The Virtue.

Yet In This My Stars Were Not Mercury As Morning Star In The Angle Of The Seventh House, In Quartile With Mars, But They Were Copernicus, They Were Tycho Brahe, Without Whose Books Of Observations Everything Which Has Now Been Brought By Me Into The Brightest Daylight Would Lie Buried In Darkness.