[y]ou [man] Are Fool Enough, It Seems,

Do Not Take A Blind Guide.

What Unlooked-for Things Do Happen, To Be Sure, In A Long Life!

Only By Being Suspended Aloft, By Dangling My Mind In The Heavens And Mingling My Rare Thought With The Ethereal Air, Could I Ever Achieve Strict Scientific Accuracy In My Survey Of The Vast Empyrean. Had I Pursued My Inquiries From Down There On The Ground, My Data Would Be Worthless. The Earth, You See, Pulls Down The Delicate Essence Of Thought To Its Own Gross Level.

The Truth Is Forced Upon Us, Very Quickly, By A Foe.

Thou Shouldst Not Decide Until Thou Hast Heard What Both Have To Say.