No one but a Barnum or a Bailey would send one a bunch of hippopotami as a token of regard. The fate of all explanation is to close one door only to have another fly wide open. To think is to conceive incompletely, because all thought relates only to the local. We metaphysicians, of course, like to have the notion that we think of the unthinkable. If the whole world should seem to combine against you, it is only unreal combination, or intermediateness to unity and disunity.
Every resistance is itself divided into parts resisting one another.
Correlations I shall attempt not much of correlation of dates. A mathematic-minded positivist, with his delusion that in an intermediate state twice two are four, whereas, if we accept Continuity, we cannot accept that there are anywhere two things to start with, would search our data for periodicities. It is so obvious to me that the mathematic, or the regular, is the attribute of the Universal, that I have not much inclination to look for it in the local. To do this, I'd have to include red rains and yellow rains, but, conventionally, I'd pick out the black particles in red substances and in yellow substances and disregard the rest. Still, I have had to notice the year 1819, for instance.