They Do Not Think, Therefore They Are

It Is We Who Are The Measure Of What Is Strange And Miraculous: If We Sought A Universal Measure The Strange And Miraculous Would Not Occur And All Things Would Be Equal.

You Believe I Run After The Strange Because I Do Not Know The Beautiful; No, It Is Because You Do Not Know The Beautiful That I Seek The Strange.

Pain Warns Us Not To Exert Our Limbs To The Point Of Breaking Them. How Much Knowledge Would We Not Need To Recognize This By The Exercise Of Mere Reason.

We Accumulate Our Opinions At An Age When Our Understanding Is At Its Weakest.

Everyone Is A Genius At Least Once A Year.