Nothing Is Born, Nothing Dies.

I Consider Nature A Vast Chemical Laboratory In Which All Kinds Of Composition And Decompositions Are Formed.

Vegetables Are Organized Bodies That Grow On The Dry Areas Of The Globe And Within Its Waters. Their Function Is To Combine Immediately The Four Elements And To Serve As Food For Animals.

We May Lay It Down As An Incontestible Axiom, That, In All The Operations Of Art And Nature, Nothing Is Created; An Equal Quantity Of Matter Exists Both Before And After The Experiment; The Quality And Quantity Of The Elements Remain Precisely The Same; And Nothing Takes Place Beyond Changes And Modifications In The Combination Of These Elements. Upon This Principle The Whole Art Of Performing Chemical Experiments Depends: We Must Always Suppose An Exact Equality Between The Elements Of The Body Examined And Those Of The Products Of Its Analysis.

I Am Young And Avid For Glory.

Imagination, On The Contrary, Which Is Ever Wandering Beyond The Bounds Of Truth, Joined To Self-love And That Self-confidence We Are So Apt To Indulge, Prompt Us To Draw Conclusions Which Are Not Immediately Derived From Facts.