In every inquiry, unless sustained by a pure and reverent spirit, he gropes in the dark, or falls headlong.
_Self-Poise._ All this may be very true, but what is the use of all this straining?
Far-sought is dear-bought.

When we know that all is in each, and that the ordinary contains the extraordinary, why should we play the baby, and insist upon having the moon for a toy when a tin dish will do as well?
Our deep ignorance is a chasm that we can only fill up by degrees, but the commonest rubbish will help us as well as shred silk.

The god Brahma, while on earth, was set to fill up a valley, but he had only a basket given him in which to fetch earth for this purpose; so is it with us all.

No leaps, no starts, will avail us; by patient crystallization alone, the equal temper of wisdom is attainable.

Sit at home, and the spirit-world will look in at your window with moonlit eyes; run out to find it, and rainbow and golden cup will have vanished, and left you the beggarly child you were.