Though man a thinking being is defined, Few use the grand prerogative of mind. How few think justly of the thinking few! How many never think, who think they do!

I thank the goodness and the grace Which on my birth have smiled, And made me in these Christian days, A happy English child.

Far from mortal cares retreating, Sordid hopes and vain desires, Here, our willing footsteps meeting, Every heart to heaven aspires.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are, Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky!

Impartial observers from other planets would consider ours an utterly bizarre enclave if it were populated by birds, defined as flying animals, that neverthele…

We cannot observe external things without some degree of Thought; nor can we reflect upon our Thoughts, without being influenced in the course of our reflectio…

We probed into the nature of space and time, and of the universal, both with regard to external nature and with regard to mind. But then, we went on to conside…