History is scraps of evidence joined by the glue of imagination.
Once scientists and scholars invest parts of their career in support of a paradigm, it becomes a sort of a self-betrayal to abandon it.
When the mind grasps the universe, the senses retreat.
Man is a mimic animal, happiest acting a part, needing a mask to tell the truth.
If the heart sorrows over physical loss, the spirit rejoices over hope of understanding.
Gods have many faces.