But a science is exact to the extent that its method measures up to and is adequate to its object.
The wise man knows how to run his life so that contemplation is possible.
I not only have a body; I am this body.
A mystery is a problem that encroaches upon itself because the questioner becomes the object of the question. Getting to Mars is a problem. Falling in love is a mystery.
It is right that we be concerned with the scientific probity of metaphysics.
This detachment (poverty, chastity, etc.) must not be mere amputation; everything which is shaken off must be simultaneously found again at a higher level.