Published in London during Bruno's most productive exile, a set of dialogues that pushed Copernicus past his own conclusions: no outermost sphere, no center, no edge — an infinite universe sown with innumerable suns and earths. Written seventy years before telescopic astronomy could test it, and one of the propositions read back to him at his trial.
There is a single general space, a single vast immensity which we may freely call Void: in it are innumerable globes like this one on which we live and grow. This space we declare to be infinite, since neither reason, convenience, sense-perception nor nature assign to it a limit.
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