It doesn't matter if the water is cold or warm if you're going to have to wade through it anyway.
Blessed be you, mighty matter, irresistible march of evolution, reality ever newborn; you who, by constantly shattering our mental categories, force us to go ever further and further in our pursuit of the truth.
Matter is spirit moving slowly enough to be seen.
The reality of spirit-matter is inevitably translated into and confirmed by a structure of the spirit.
The more we split and pulverise matter artificially, the more insistently it proclaims its fundamental unity.
The stars are laboratories in which the evolution of matter proceeds in the direction of large molecules.