To multiply one and the same thing only would be superfluity, and poverty too. To have a thousand well-bound Vergils in one's library, always to sing the airs from the opera of Cadmus and Hermione, to break all the china in order only to have cups of gold, to have only diamond buttons, to eat nothing but partridges, to drink only Hungarian or Shiraz wine--would one call that reason?
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Leibniz on Parsimony
Theodicy, Essays on the Justice of God... pt. 2, n. 124: