Never a day passes but that I do myself the honor to commune with some of nature's varied forms.

Never a day passes but that I do myself the honor to commune with some of nature's varied forms.

Nothing is more beautiful than the loveliness of the woods before sunrise. At no other time have I so sharp an understanding of what God means to do with me as in these hours of dawn.

God is going to reveal to us things He never revealed before if we put our hands in His. No books ever go into my laboratory. The thing I am to do and the way of doing it are revealed to me. I never have to grope for methods. The method is revealed to me the moment I am inspired to create something new. Without God to draw aside the curtain I would be helpless.

Our creator is the same and never changes despite the names given Him by people here and in all parts of the world. Even if we gave Him no name at all, He would still be there, within us, waiting to give us good on this earth.

The centre of his world was the south where he was born in slavery some 79 years ago and where he did his work as a creative scientist.

Where there is no vision, there is no hope.