What am I that I am called upon to have prejudices concerning the universe?

Sad hours and glad hours, and all hours, pass over; One thing unshaken stays: Life, that hath Death for spouse, hath Chance for lover; Whereby decays, Each thing save one thing: mid this strife diurnal, Of hourly change begot, Love that is God-born, bides as God eternal, And changes not; Nor means a tinseled dream pursuing lovers, Find altered by-and-bye, When, with possession, time anon discovers, Trapped dreams must die, - For he that visions God, of mankind gathers, One manlike trait alone, And reverently imputes to Him a father's love for his son.

What am I that I am called upon to have prejudices concerning the universe?

I am Manuel. I have lived in the loneliness which is common to all men, but the difference is that I have known it. Now it is necessary for me, as it is necessary for all men, to die in this same loneliness, and I know that there is no help for it.

Love, I take it, must look toward something not quite accessible, something not quite understood.

People must have both their dreams and their dinners in this world, and when we go out of it we must take what we find. That is all.

Thou shalt not offend against the notions of thy neighbor.