There Is One Basic Cause Of All

When We Consider The Being And Substance Of That Universe In Which We Are Immutably Set, We Shall Discover That Neither We Ourselves Nor Any Substance Doth Suffer Death. For Nothing Is In Fact Diminished In Its Substance, But All Things, Wandering Through Infinite Space, Undergo Change Of Aspect.

Beautiful Sights Arouse Feelings Of Love, And Contrary Sights Bring Feelings Of Disgrace And Hate. And The Emotions Of The Soul And Spirit Bring Something Additional To The Body Itself, Which Exists Under The Control Of The Soul And The Direction Of The Spirit.

All Things Are In The Universe, And The Universe Is In All Things: We In It, And It In Us; In This Way Everything Concurs In A Perfect Unity.

I Who Am In The Night Will Move Into The Day.

There Is A Single General Space, A Single Vast Immensity Which We May Freely Call Void: In It Are Unnumerable Globes Like This 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.