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Benjamin Peirce

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Authority was nothing to Peirce. He took his own path up the mountain. ... Like Pythagoras, Peirce taught that everything owes its existence and consistency to the harmony which he considered the basis of all beauty, and found music in the revolving spheres.
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Edward Waldo Emerson, in The Early Years of the Saturday Club, 1855-1870 (1918)

 
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