Notice this rent in my garment; I am at a loss to explain its presence! I am even more puzzled by the existence of the universe.

This is no science, this is art, where equations fall away to elements like resolving chords, and where always prevails a symmetry either explicit or multiplex, but always of a crystalline serenity.

The life we've been leading couldn't last forever. It's a wonder it lasted as long as it did.

It is useless, after all, to complain against inexorable reality.

Truth" is contained in the preconceptions of him who seeks to define it. Any organization of ideas whatever presupposes a judgment on the world.

What are your fees?" inquired Guyal cautiously. "I respond to three questions," stated the augur. "For twenty terces I phrase the answer in clear and actionable language; for ten I use the language of cant, which occasionally admits of ambiguity; for five, I speak a parable which you must interpret as you will; and for one terce, I babble in an unknown tongue.

Mischief moves somewhere near and I must blast it with my magic.