"We were quite happy with Aristotle's cosmos. Personally, I preferred it.
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spheres geared to od's cran!shaft is my idea of a satisfying universe. I can't thin! of anything more trivial than the speed of light. "uar!s, quasars# $ig $angs, $lac! holes # who gives a shit% &ow did you people con us out of all that status% All that money% And why are you so pleased with yourselves%" 'he a$ove quote $y (ernard seems to once again somewhat strengthen the idea of different types of !nowledge $eing seperate in the play Arcadia. While earlier, the difference was made apparent mostly in the cases of the difference $etween emotional)carnal !nowledge and academic !nowledge, this quote seems to treat mathematical or scientific !nowledge and literature)self discovery in the same way. 'here is also a question raised of whether the first is *ust to satisfy our curiosity and go deeper into the field or has some further purpose. "We were quite happy with Aristotle's cosmos. Personally, I preferred it. Fifty five crystal spheres geared to od's cran!shaft is my idea of a satisfying universe. I can't thin! of anything more trivial than the speed of light. "uar!s, quasars# $ig $angs, $lac! holes # who gives a shit% &ow did you people con us out of all that status% All that money% And why are you so pleased with yourselves%" 'he tone of the passage immediately gives the reader an idea of the frustration and the resentment that is $eing felt $y (ernard. &aving $een $orn in a time where philosophy and analytical literature has ta!en somewhat of a $ac! seat to science, the passage ma!es it very clear how (ernard $elieves that him and his peers were +conned out of all that status, and that the upholders of this new field had no reason to $e +pleased with themselves,. It also pulls into sharp focus another $inary that was present in Arcadia # namely the $inary opposition $etween -cience and .iterature which is painfully o$vious if the scenes that ta!e place in the +present,.
Eureka - A Prose Poem: "No thinking being lives who, at some luminous point of his life thought, has not felt himself lost amid the surges of futile efforts at understanding, or believing, that anything exists greater than his own soul."