I hear and behold God in every object. Yet understand God not in the least. Nor do I understand who there can be more wonderful than myself. In the faces of men and women I see God. And in my own face in the glass. I find letters from God dropt in the street. And every one is sign'd by God's name. And I leave them where they are. For I know that
wherever I go others will punctually come forever and ever.
