And though it is not so in the physical, yet in moral science that which cannot be understood is not always profitless. For the soul awakes, a trembling stranger, between two dim eternities, —the eternal past, the eternal future. The light shines only on a small space around her; therefore, she needs must yearn towards the unknown; and the voices and shadowy moving which come to her from out the cloudy pillar of inspiration have each one echoes and answers in her own expecting nature.

Uncle Tom's Cabin