As different streams having different sources all mingle their waters in the sea, so different tendencies, various though they appear, crooked or straight, all lead to God.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Rivers, ponds, lakes and streams - they all have different names, but they all contain water. Just as religions do - they all contain truths.
God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm.
All rivers, even the most dazzling, those that catch the sun in their course, all rivers go down to the ocean and drown. And life awaits man as the sea awaits the river.
You see through love, and that deludes your sight, As what is straight seems crooked through the water.
The naturalists of our own time hold equal faith in the wonders of the sea, but seek therein rather for the links of nature's chain than for apparent exceptions.
Nature is filled with tendencies and obstructions. Extremes beget limitations, even as a river by its own swiftness creates obstructions for itself.
The idea that an individual can find God is terribly self-centered. It is like a wave thinking it can find the sea.
The one thing that a fish can never find is water; and the one thing that man can never find is God.
You could not step twice into the same rivers; for other waters are ever flowing on to you.
God is a thought who makes crooked all that is straight.