I Think, Therefore I'm Going

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. Other Times I Have Joys, When Unexpectedly Coming Upon An Outrageous Story That May Not Be Altogether A Lie, Or Upon A Macabre Little Thing That May Make Some Reviewer Of My More Or Less Good Works Mad. But Always There Is Present A Feeling Of Unexplained Relations Of Events That I Note, And It Is This Far-away, Haunting, Or Often Taunting, Awareness, Or Suspicion, That Keeps Me Piling On.

If There Is A True Universal Mind, Must It Be Sane?

Do Unto Others As You Would Have Them Do Unto You, And You Will Make Of Their Circumstances The Litter You Have Made Of Your Own.

All Biologic Phenomena Act To Adjust: There Are No Biologic Actions Other Than Adjustments. Adjustment Is Another Name For Equilibrium. Equilibrium Is The Universal, Or That Which Has Nothing External To Derange It.

The Ideal State Is Meekness, Or Humility, Or The Semi-invalid State Of The Old. Year After Year I Am Becoming Nobler And Nobler. If I Can Live To Be Decrepit Enough, I Shall Be A Saint.