The intellect of most men is barren. They neither fertilize nor are fertilized. It is the marraige of the soul with Nature that makes the intellect fruitful, that gives birth to imagination.
Thoughts give birth to a creative force that is neither elemental nor sidereal. Thoughts create a new heaven, a new firmament, a new source of energy, from which new arts flow. When a man undertakes to create something, he establishes a new heaven.
This world and yonder world are incessantly giving birth: every cause is a mother, its effect the child.When the effect is born, it too becomes a cause and gives birth to wondrous effects.These causes are generation on generation, but it needs avery well lighted eye to see the links in their chain.
Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain; awake but one, and lo, what myriads rise!