God keep me from the divinity of Yes and Nothe Yea Nay Creeping Jesus, from supposing Up and Down to be the same thing as allexperimentalists must suppose.

'Come hither, my boy, tell me what thou seest there?' 'A fool tangled in a religious snare.'

May God us keep From Single vision and Newton's sleep.

Where others see but the dawn coming over the hill, I see the soul of God shouting for joy.

Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth.

You become what you behold.

The weak in courage is strong in cunning.