In darkness, we learn to cherish the light.
The melancholy science from which I make this offering to my friend relates to a region that from time immemorial was regarded as the true field of philosophy, but which, since the latter's conversion into method, has lapsed into intellectual neglect, sententious whimsy, and finally oblivion.
We all live in the wreckage of our ancestors' lives.
The only meaningful way to study learning is through objective measurement.
