All Would Be Well. All

Sometimes I Am A Collector Of Data, And Only A Collector, And Am Likely To Be Gross And Miserly, Piling Up Notes, Pleased With Merely Numerically Adding To My Stores.

I Have Taken The Stand That Nobody Can Be Always Wrong, But It Does Seem To Me That I Have Approximated So Highly That I Am Nothing Short Of A Negative Genius.

If Human Thought Is A Growth, Like All Other Growths, Its Logic Is Without Foundation Of Its Own, And Is Only The Adjusting Constructiveness Of All Other Growing Things. A Tree Cannot Find Out, As It Were, How To Blossom, Until Comes Blossom-time. A Social Growth Cannot Find Out The Use Of Steam Engines, Until Comes Steam-engine-time.

Peasants Have Believed In Dowsing, And Scientists Used To Believe That Dowsing Was Only A Belief Of Peasants. Now There Are So Many Scientists Who Believe In Dowsing That The Suspicion Comes To Me That It May Only Be A Myth After All.

One Can't Be Of An Enquiring And Experimental Nature, And Still Be Very Sensible.