To Me It Seems That

The World Is Like A Board With Holes In It, And The Square Men Have Got Into The Round Holes, And The Round Into The Square.

Whenever I Attempt To Frame A Simple Idea Of Time, Abstracted From The Succession Of Ideas In My Mind, Which Flows Uniformly, And Is Participated By All Beings, I Am Lost And Embrangled In Inextricable Difficulties.

The Question Between The Materialists And Me Is Not, Whether Things Have A Real Existence Out Of The Mind Of This Or That Person, But Whether They Have An Absolute Existence, Distinct From Being Perceived By God, And Exterior To All Minds.

It Is A Mistake, To Think The Same Thing Affects Both Sight And Touch. If The Same Angle Or Square, Which Is The Object Of Touch,be Also The Object Of Vision, What Should Hinder The Blind Man, At First Sight, From Knowing It?

We Have First Raised A Dust And Then Complain We Cannot See.