The great end of being is to harmonize man with the order of things, and the church has been a good pitch-pipe, and may be so still.
Certainty generally is illusion, and repose is not the destiny of man.
Blood is a destiny. One's genius descends in the stream from long lines of ancestry.
The language of judicial decision is mainly the language of logic. And the logical method and form flatter that longing for certainty and for repose which is in every human mind. But certainty generally is illusion, and repose is not the destiny of man.
I think it not improbable that man, like the grub that prepares a chamber for the winged thing it never has seen but is to be - that man may have cosmic destinies that he does not understand.