Our intellect has created a new world that dominates nature, and has populated it with monstrous machines.
Often the hands will solve a mystery that the intellect has struggled with in vain.
The judgment of the intellect is, at best, only the half of truth.
Our intellect has achieved the most tremendous things, but in the meantime our spiritual dwelling has fallen into disrepair.
We should not pretend to understand the world only by the intellect; we apprehend it just as much by feeling. Therefore, the judgment of the intellect is, at best, only the half of truth, and must, if it be honest, also come to an understanding of its inadequacy.