I Not Only Have A Body; I

But A Science Is Exact To The Extent That Its Method Measures Up To And Is Adequate To Its Object.

Contemporary Thinkers Would Say That Man Is Continuously Transcending Himself.

A Mystery Is A Problem That Encroaches Upon Itself Because The Questioner Becomes The Object Of The Question. Getting To Mars Is A Problem. Falling In Love Is A Mystery.

The Striking Thing About The Precious Blood Is The Bond It Establishes Between Love And Suffering In Our Experience, A Bond That Has Become So Close That We Have Come To Think Of Suffering Accepted With Joy As The Most Authentic Sign Of Love With Any Depth At All.

But However Measurable, There Is Much More Life In Music Than Mathematics Or Logic Ever Dreamed Of.