To the intellect, said Bishop Spalding, in his recent noble sermon at Washington, eternity is not more mysterious than the present moment, and the distance which separates us from the remotest stars is not more incomprehensible than a hand's breadth.
Science is the widening thought of man, working on a hypothesis of universal intelligibility towards universal intelligence, and religion is the soul, escaping from the labyrinth of matter to the light and love of the Infinite; on the heights they meet and are at peace.
