Chaos Was The Law Of Nature; Order

His Brothers Were The Type; He Was The Variation.

The Spider-mind Acquires A Faculty Of Memory, And, With It, A Singular Skill Of Analysis And Synthesis, Taking Apart And Putting Together In Different Relations The Meshes Of Its Trap. Man Had In The Beginning No Power Of Analysis Or Synthesis Approaching That Of The Spider, Or Even Of The Honey-bee; But He Had Acute Sensibility To The Higher Forces.

Unity Is Vision; It Must Have Been Part Of The Process Of Learning To See.

For After All Man Knows Mighty Little, And May Some Day Learn Enough Of His Own Ignorance To Fall Down Again And Pray. Not That Icare. Only, If Such Is God's Will, And Fate And Evolution--let There Be God!

Everyone Carries His Own Inch Rule Of Taste, And Amuses Himself By Applying It, Triumphantly, Wherever He Travels.