Metaphysics is a science.
You know you have loved someone when you have glimpsed in them that which is too beautiful to die.
The dynamic element in my philosophy, taken as a whole, can be seen as an obstinate and untiring battle against the spirit of abstraction.
It is right that we be concerned with the scientific probity of metaphysics.
An individual is not distinct from his place. He is his place.
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.