Destruction is indeed the very center and framework of the sole existing unity.

I will not, therefore, as some do, call Nature cruel: what right have I to complain?
Nature can not help it.

She is no more to blame for bringing me forth, than I am to blame for being brought forth.

Ought is merely the reflex of like.

We call ourselves the highest in Nature--and probably we are, being the apparent result of the whole--whence, naturally, having risen, we seek to rise, we feel after something we fancy higher.