Nature Is A Book, A Letter, A

What Tarquin The Proud Said In His Garden With The Poppy Blooms Was Understood By The Son But Not By The Messenger.

Every Phenomenon Of Nature Was A Word, - The Sign, Symbol And Pledge Of A New, Mysterious, Inexpressible But All The More Intimate Union, Participation And Community Of Divine Energies And Ideas.

Lies, Fables And Romances Must Needs Be Probable, But Not The Truth And Foundation Of Our Faith.

I Look Upon Logical Proofs The Way A Well-bred Girl Looks Upon A Love Letter

Being, Belief And Reason Are Pure Relations, Which Cannot Be Dealt With Absolutely, And Are Not Things But Pure Scholastic Concepts, Signs For Understanding, Not For Worshipping, Aids To Awaken Our Attention, Not To Fetter It.