Thursday, September 2, 2010

























The eye is the best of artists.  By the mutual action of its structure and of the laws of light, perspective is produced which integrates every mass of objects of what character soever into a well colored and shaded globe so that where the particular objects are mean and unaffecting, the landscape which they compose is round and symmetrical       waldo






Our age is retrospective. It builds the sepulchres of the fathers. It writes biographies, histories and criticism. The foregoing generations beheld God and nature face to face; we, through their eyes. Why should not we also enjoy an original relation to the universe? Why should not we have a poetry and philosophy of insight and not of tradition, and a religion by revelation to us, and not the history of theirs? Embosomed for a season in nature whose floods of life stream around and through us and invite us by the powers they supply to action proportioned to nature, why should we grope among the dry bones of the past or put the living generation into masquerade out of its faded wardrobe?

The sun shines to-day also. There is more wool and flax in the fields. There are new lands, new men, new thoughts. Let us demand our own works and laws and worship.

Undoubtedly we have no questions to ask which are unanswerable. We must trust the perfection of the creation so far as to believe that whatever curiosity the order of things has awakened in our minds, the order of things can satisfy.

Every man's condition is a solution in hieroglyphic to those inquiries he would put. He acts it as life before he apprehends it as truth.

In like manner nature is already in its forms and tendencies describing its own design. Let us interrogate the great apparition, that shines so peacefully around us. Let us inquire, to what end is nature?
 
We are now so far from the road to truth that religious teachers dispute and hate each other and speculative men are esteemed unsound and frivolous.
 
But to a sound judgment, the most abstract truth is the most practical.

Whenever a true theory appears, it will be its own evidence          

                                                                                                        -ralph