The Word Reality Frightens Me.

The Word Reality Frightens Me.

The Mathematics Is Not There Till We Put It There.

The Electron, As It Leaves The Atom, Crystallises Out Of Schrodinger's Mist Like A Genie Emerging From His Bottle.

Whether In The Intellectual Pursuits Of Science Or In The Mystical Pursuits Of The Spirit, The Light Beckons Ahead, And The Purpose Surging In Our Nature Responds.

Falling In Love Is One Of The Activities Forbidden That Tiresome Person, The Consistently Reasonable Man.