Nature's true aspect is unclear. Life is a train of moods like a string of beads, and as we pass through them they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue.
Men are by nature changeable, and their moods affect their perceptions.
Nature and books belong to the eyes that see them. The spiritual dimension of life is not always apparent. We live amid surfaces, and the true art of life is to skate well on them. Man cannot always achieve unity with God through a simple act of will.