what we call existence is a womb of infinitude, and is itself only incubatory — that eventually all attempts are broken down by the falsely excluded. - Charles Fort

By Realness, I mean that which does not merge away into something else, and that which is not partly something else: that which is not a reaction to, or an imitation of, something else. By a real hero, we mean one who is not partly a coward, or whose actions and motives do not merge away into cowardice. But, if in Continuity, all things do merge, by Realness, I mean the Universal, besides which there is nothing with which to merge.

If I will write a book, I will write it triumphantly.

I conceive of nothing, in religion, science or philosophy, that is more than the proper thing to wear, for a while.