Monday, May 23, 2016

  "And though sometimes, on passing from the turmoil of the city, and the heats of restless life, into the open temple of the silent universe, we are tempted to think, that back there is the taint of earth, and here the purity of heaven; yet be sure of this, that God is seen by us through man, rather than through nature: and that without the eye of our brother, and the voices of our kind, the winds might sigh, and the stars look down on us in vain." James Martineau. 

No comments: