We are like sailors who must rebuild their ship on the open sea, never able to dismantle it in dry-dock and not able to reconstruct...

Whence is it that Nature does nothing in vain;
and whence arises all that order and beauty 
which we see in the world ? ... does it not 
appear from phenomena that there is a
Being incorporeal, living, intelligent, omnipresent,
who in infinite space, at it were in his Sensory,
sees the things themselves intimately, and
thoroughly perceives them, and comprehends
them wholly.

The changing of  bodies into light,
and light into bodies, is very conformable
to the course of Nature,
Which seems delighted with transmutations.

Glaubt es mir !- das Geheimniss,
um die grøsste Fruchtbarkeit und
den  grøssten Genuss vom Dasein
einzuernten, heisst: gefahrlich leben !