His imagination conceived and bore - worlds; but nothing in these worlds became alive until he discovered its true and living name. The name was the breath of life; and, sooner or later, he invariably found it.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
A mortal lives not through that breath that flows in and that flows out. The source of his life is another and this causes the breath to flow.
There is no scientific discoverer, no poet, no painter, no musician, who will not tell you that he found ready made his discovery or poem or picture - that it came to him from outside, and that he did not consciously create it from within.
He brought imagination to the story of the Creation.
Since God created the world, He also created reality.
Each man must look to himself to teach him the meaning of life. It is not something discovered: it is something molded.
The world, we are told, was made especially for man - a presumption not supported by all the facts. A numerous class of men are painfully astonished whenever they find anything, living or dead, in all God's universe, which they cannot eat or render in some way what they call useful to themselves.
I discovered that my imagination came alive when I moved away from the immediate world around me.
As soon as man began considering himself the source of the highest meaning in the world and the measure of everything, the world began to lose its human dimension, and man began to lose control of it.
What indeed is life, unless so far as it is enjoyed? It does not merit the name.
He found in the world without as actual what was in his world within as possible.