“The human mind is not capable of grasping the Universe. We are like a littlechild entering a huge library. The walls are covered to the ceilings with books
in many different tongues. The child knows that someone must have written
these books. It does not know who or how. It does not understand the
languages in which they are written. But the child notes a definite plan
in the arrangement of the books—-a mysterious order which it does not
comprehend, but only dimly suspects.”
