From Architecture Down To The

The More Thou Dost Advance, The More Thy Feet Pitfalls Will Meet.

The Wheel Of The Good Law Moves Swiftly On. It Grinds By Night And Day. The Worthless Husks It Drives From Out The Golden Grain, The Refuse From The Flour. The Hand Of Fate Guides The Wheel; The Revolutions Mark The Beatings Of The Heart Of Manifestation.

The Appearance And Disappearance Of The Universe Are Pictured As An Outbreathing And Inbreathing Of The" Great Breath," Which Is Eternal, And Which, Being Motion, Is One Of The Three Aspects Of The Absolute - Abstract Space And Duration Being The Other Two.

The Whole Order Of Nature Evinces A Progressive March Towards A Higher Life.

Everything That Is, Was, And Will Be, Eternally Is, Even The Countless Forms, Which Are Finite And Perishable Only In Their Objective, Not In Their Ideal Form.