Music is a hidden arithmetic exercise of the soul, which does not know that it is counting.

The world is not a machine. Everything in it is force, life, thought.

Reality cannot be found except in One single source, because of the interconnection of all things with one another.

There is nothing without reason.

And there must be simple substances, because there are compounds; for the compound is nothing but a collection or aggregatum of simples.

The pleasure we obtain from music comes from counting, but counting unconsciously. Music is nothing but unconscious arithmetic.

Each portion of matter may be conceived of as a garden full of plants, and as a pond full of fishes. But each branch of the plant, each member of the animal, each drop of its humors, is also such a garden or such a pond.