To what end?
Life indeed is a mystery--a hopelessly unsolved problem.

Could there be a stronger argument in favor of a world to come than may be found in the brevity and incertitude of the world that is?
Where this side of heaven shall we look for the court of last resort?
Who this side of the grave shall be sure of anything?
At this moment the world having reached what seems the apex of human achievement is topsy-turvy and all agog.

Yet have we the record of any moment when it was not so?
That to keep what we call the middle of the road is safest most of us believe.

But which among us keeps or has ever kept the middle of the road?
What else and what next?
It is with nations as with men.

Are we on the way to another terrestrial collapse, and so on ad infinitum to the end of time?
VI The home which I pictured in my dreams and projected in my hopes came to me at last.