The Electron, As It Leaves The Atom,

Proof Is An Idol Before Which The Mathematician Tortures Himself.

Oh Leave The Wise Our Measures To Collate. One Thing At Least Is Certain, Light Has Weight. One Thing Is Certain And The Rest Debate. Light Rays, When Near The Sun, Do Not Go Straight.

We Have Found That Where Science Has Progressed The Farthest, The Mind Has But Regained From Nature That Which The Mind Has Put Into Nature. We Have Found A Strange Foot-print On The Shores Of The Unknown. We Have Devised Profound Theories, One After Another, To Account For Its Origin. At Last, We Have Succeeded In Reconstructing The Creature That Made The Foot-print. And Lo! It Is Our Own.

The Quest Of The Absolute Leads Into The Four-dimensional World.

It Is A Primitive Form Of Thought That Things Exist Or Do Not Exist.