If we were magically shrunk and put into someone's brain while she was thinking, we would see all the pumps, pistons, gears and levers working away and we would be able to describe the workings completely, in mechanical terms, thereby completely describing the thought processes of the brain. But that description would not contain any mention of thought! It would contain nothing but descriptions of pumps, pistons, levers!

There are also two kinds of truths: truth of reasoning and truths of fact.

There is nothing waste, nothing sterile, nothing dead in the universe; no chaos, no confusions, save in appearance.

Indeed in general I hold that there is nothing truer than happiness, and nothing happier and sweeter than truth.

I do not conceive of any reality at all as without genuine unity.

All things in God are spontaneous.

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