So Long As I Confine My Thoughts

What Doubts, What Hypotheses, What Labyrinths Of Amusement, What Fields Of Disputation, What An Ocean Of False Learning, May Be Avoided By That Single Notion Of Immaterialism!

To Be Is To Be Perceived

[tar Water] Is Of A Nature So Mild And Benign And Proportioned To The Human Constitution, As To Warm Without Heating, To Cheer But Not Inebriate.

Doth The Reality Of Sensible Things Consist In Being Perceived? Or, Is It Something Distinct From Their Being Perceived, And That Bears No Relation To The Mind?

This Perceiving, Active Being Is What I Call Mind, Spirit, Soul, Or Myself. By Which Words I Do Not Denote Any One Of My Ideas, But A Thing Entirely Distinct From Them, Wherein They Exist, Or, Which Is The Same Thing, Whereby They Are Perceived; For The Existence Of An Idea Consists In Being Perceived.