Smiling man with a hammer
- We were sleeping in bed in a garage that had windows on its door. Mary thought someone was attempting to break in, but we could not see anyone in the dark shadows. There were homeless people outside. A few minutes later, Mary woke me up screaming that someone was breaking in. I looked up and a man casually walked into the room smiling, holding a hammer. I woke up screaming for real and Mary asked me about it the next morning.
- But, on examination, I found that, as for Logic, its syllogisms and the majority of its other precepts are of avail rather in the communication of what we already know, or even as the Art of Lully, in speaking without judgment of things of which we are ignorant, than in the investigation of the unknown; and although this Science contains indeed a number of correct and very excellent precepts, there are, nevertheless, so many others, and these either injurious or superfluous, mingled with the former, that it is almost quite as difficult to effect a severance of the true from the false as it is to extract a Diana or a Minerva from a rough block of marble.