Progress Means Movement In A Desired Direction,

Her Absence Is Like The Sky, Spread Over Everything.

God Descends To Re-ascend. He Comes Down; Down From The Heights Of Absolute Being Into Time And Space, Down Into Humanity ... Down To The Very Roots And Sea-bed Of The Nature He Has Created. But He Goes Down To Come Up Again And Bring The Ruined World Up With Him.

The 'frankness' Of People Sunk Below Shame Is A Very Cheap Frankness.

With The Possible Exception Of The Equator, Everything Begins Somewhere.

Be Confident Small Immortals. You Are Not The Only Voice That All Things Utter, Nor Is There Eternal Silence In The Places Where You Cannot Come.