“All is going on as it was wont. The waves are hoarse with repetition of their mystery; the dust lies piled upon the shore; the sea-birds soar and hover; the winds and clouds go forth upon their trackless flight; the white arms beckon, in the moonlight, to the invisible country far away.” CountryLyingNatureWhiteMysterySeaWindArmsBirdCloudsWaveInvisibleFlightDustShoreFar AwayRepetitionSoarMoonlightSea Birds Book:Dealings with the Firm of Dombey and Son: Wholesale, Retail and for Export Source: Dealings with the Firm of Dombey and Son: Wholesale, Retail and for Export
“Faced with the immensity of the universe, Job realized that there are limits to man's rationalizing, that we cannot find where the cloud of sorrow starts, that all our boasted knowledge is but an island in the vast ocean of mystery, and as the island of knowledge grows larger, the shore line of mystery becomes longer. At the end of his wits, he surrendered in trust to a Higher Wisdom.” MenEndsJobsUniverseGrowsLinesMysteryHigherSorrowLimitsOceanCloudsWitIslandsShoreImmensityVast Ocean Author:Ralph Washington Sockman
“When we have found all the mysteries and lost all the meaning, we will be alone, on an empty shore.” FoundLostMysteryEmptyShoreArcadia Book:Arcadia Source: Arcadia