Fragmentary, No. 3
The objects of sense are supposed to be real—but in truth they are not. Only the atoms and the void are real.
". . . and remember Lady Macbeth, who had her mind in her hand. We can't all be as safe as that."
". . . and remember Lady Macbeth, who had her mind in her hand. We can't all be as safe as that."
The objects of sense are supposed to be real—but in truth they are not. Only the atoms and the void are real.
