The maker of a sentence launches out into the infinite and builds a road into Chaos and old Night, and is followed by those who hear him with something of wild, creative delight.

“if we shall take the good we find,asking no questions,we shall have heaping mea…”

“Let us advance on Chaos and the Dark”

“Can anything be so elegant as to have few wants, and to serve them one’s self?”

“In inquiries respecting the laws of the world and the frame of things, the high…”