Nature puts me out

Nature is a collective idea, and, though its essence exist in each individual of the species, can never in its perfection inhabit a single object.

Nature is a collective idea, and, though its essence exist in each individual of the species, can never in its perfection inhabit a single object.

Blake is damned good to steal from.

Our ideas are the offspring of our senses; we are not more able to create the form of a being we have not seen, without retrospect to one we know, than we are able to create a new sense. He whose fancy has conceived an idea of the most beautiful form must have composed it from actual existence.

Nature puts no question and answers none which we mortals ask. She has long ago taken her resolution.