He has looked upon all the universe, you could feel himself on the edge of the world; peering over the rim into a fathomless chaos of eternal night. Pleasure to him is wonder – a seeker, a dreamer of the unexplored, the unexpected, of what is hidden and of the changeless thing that lurks behind his own spectral shadow. A cosmic will, tracing the remote in the immediate; the eternal in the ephemeral; the past in the present; the infinite in the finite; these are to him the dusky springs of delight and beauty.
