We Live In The Best

There Is Nothing Waste, Nothing Sterile, Nothing Dead In The Universe; No Chaos, No Confusions, Save In Appearance.

The Past Is Pregnant With The Present.

The Present Is Big With The Future, The Future Might Be Read In The Past, The Distant Is Expressed In The Near.

According To Their [newton And His Followers] Doctrine, God Almighty Wants To Wind Up His Watch From Time To Time: Otherwise It Would Cease To Move. He Had Not, It Seems, Sufficient Foresight To Make It A Perpetual Motion. Nay, The Machine Of God's Making, So Imperfect, According To These Gentlemen; That He Is Obliged To Clean It Now And Then By An Extraordinary Concourse, And Even To Mend It, As Clockmaker Mends His Work.

Indeed Every Monad Must Be Different From Every Other. For There Are Never In Nature Two Beings, Which Are Precisely Alike, And In Which It Is Not Possible To Find Some Difference Which Is Internal, Or Based On Some Intrinsic Quality.