I Do Not Know What I May

Pictures, Propagated By Motion Along The Fibers Of The Optic Nerves In The Brain, Are The Cause Of Vision.

That One Body May Act Upon Another At A Distance Through A Vacuum, Without The Mediation Of Any Thing Else, By And Through Which Their Action And Force May Be Conveyed From One To Another, Is To Me So Great An Absurdity, That I Believe No Man, Who Has In Philosophical Matters A Compentent Faculty Of Thinking, Can Ever Fall Into It.

All The Characters Of The Passion Agree To The Year 34; And That Is The Only Year To Which They All Agree.

We Are To Admit No More Causes Of Natural Things Than Such As Are Both True And Sufficient To Explain Their Appearances.

Poetry Is A Kind Of Ingenious Nonsense.