The Only Thing That I Know, Is

Neither The True Nor The False Roots Are Always Real; Sometimes They Are Imaginary; That Is, While We Can Always Imagine As Many Roots For Each Equation As I Have Assigned, Yet There Is Not Always A Definite Quantity Corresponding To Each Root We Have Imagined.

I Suppose Therefore That All Things I See Are Illusions; I Believe That Nothing Has Ever Existed Of Everything My Lying Memory Tells Me. I Think I Have No Senses. I Believe That Body, Shape, Extension, Motion, Location Are Functions. What Is There Then That Can Be Taken As True? Perhaps Only This One Thing, That Nothing At All Is Certain.

Even If I Were To Suppose That I Was Dreaming And Whatever I Saw Or Imagined Was False, Yet I Could Not Deny That Ideas Were Truly In My Mind.

If ... It Is Not In My Power To Arrive At The Knowledge Of Any Truth, I May At Least Do What Is In My Power, Namely, Suspend Judgement.

Whatever I Have Up Till Now Accepted As Most True And Assured I Have Gotten Either From The Senses Or Through The Senses. But From Time To Time I Have Found That The Senses Deceive, And It Is Prudent Never To Trust Completely Those Who Have Deceived Us Even Once.