Whether he sleeps or wakes,–whether he runs or walks,–whether he uses a microscope or a telescope, or his naked eye,–a man never discovers anything, never overtakes anything, or leaves anything behind, but himself. Whatever he says or does, he merely reports himself. If he is in love, he loves; if he is in heaven, he enjoys; if he is in hell, he suffers. It is his condition that determines his locality.
