"For every human being who is born into this universe is like a child who had been given a key to an infinite Library, written in cyphers [sic] that are more or less obscure, arranged by a scheme - of which we can at first know nothing, other than that there does appear to be some scheme - pervaded by a vapor, a spirit, a fragrance that reminds us of our Father. Which does us no good whatever, other than to remind us, when in despair, that there is an underlying logic about it, that was understood once and can be understood again."