We assign optical reasons for the brightness or blackness of the cloud; we explain, on mechanical principles, its drifting before the wind; for its disappearance we account on the principles of chemistry.

It never occurs to us to invoke the interposition of the Almighty in the production and fashioning of this fugitive form.

We explain all the facts connected with it by physical laws, and perhaps should reverentially hesitate to call into operation the finger of God.
But the universe is nothing more than such a cloud--a cloud of suns and worlds.

Supremely grand though it may seem to us, to the Infinite and Eternal Intellect it is no more than a fleeting mist.

If there be a multiplicity of worlds in infinite space, there is also a succession of worlds in infinite time.