We Are Tainted By Modern Philosophy Which

I Don't Know What A Scoundrel Is Like, But I Know What A Respectable Man Is Like, And It's Enough To Make One's Flesh Creep.

In The Works Of Man, Everything Is As Poor As Its Author; Vision Is Confined, Means Are Limited, Scope Is Restricted, Movements Are Labored, And Results Are Humdrum.

The Concept Of Number Is The Obvious Distinction Between The Beast And Man. Thanks To Number, The Cry Becomes A Song, Noise Acquires Rhythm, The Spring Is Transformed Into A Dance, Force Becomes Dynamic, And Outlines Figures.

We Are All Bound To The Throne Of The Supreme Being By A Flexible Chain Which Restrains Without Enslaving Us. The Most Wonderful Aspect Of The Universal Scheme Of Things Is The Action Of Free Beings Under Divine Guidance.

Wherever An Altar Is Found, There Civilization Exists.