I Who Am In The Night Will

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.

The Universe Is Then One, Infinite, Immobile. ... It Is Not Capable Of Comprehension And Therefore Is Endless And Limitless, And To That Extent Infinite And Indeterminable, And Consequently Immobile.

There Is In The Universe Neither Center Nor Circumference.

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.

I Do Not Know When, But I Know That Many Have Come In This Century To Develop Arts And Sciences, Sow The Seeds Of A New Culture That Will Flourish, Unexpected, Sudden, Just When The Power Is Deluded Into Believing They Have Won.