The Fate Of All Explanation Is To

Science Of To-day-the Superstition Of To-morrow. Science Of To-morrow-the Superstition Of To-day.

My Liveliest Interest Is Not So Much In Things, As In Relations Of Things. I Have Spent Much Time Thinking About The Alleged Pseudo-relations That Are Called Coincidences. What If Some Of Them Should Not Be Coincidences?

Existence Is Appetite: The Gnaw Of Being; The One Attempt Of All Things To Assimilate To Some Higher Attempt.

Against All The Opposition In The World, I Make This Statement - That Once I Knew A Magician. I Was A Witness Of A Performance That May Some Day Be Considered Understandable, But That, In These Primitive Times, So Transcends What Is Said To Be The Known That It Is What I Mean By Magic.

The Fate Of All Explanation Is To Close One Door Only To Have Another Fly Wide Open.