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what I say has no importance for metaphysics.
But for present purposes I care not what
the real nature of time and space may be.
But what I mean by a truly continuous line
is a line upon which there is room for any
multitude of points whatsoever. Then the multitude
or what corresponds to multitude of possible points,—
exceeds all multitude. These points are pure
possibilities. There is no such gath. On a continuous
line there are not really any points at all. Two
lines which intersect, intersect in a point. That is true
for the intersection breaks the continuity and makes
a point where there was none before the intersection.