In the foundations of color, vision sees the Universe; in the foundations of the Universe, it sees man; in the foundations of man, it sees vision.
The Earth, the World, the Universe have to do with man: the Earth a little, the World a lot, the Universe passionately. The Universe is the inner passion for the Remote.
Man works the Earth, lives in the World, thinks according to the Universe.
The Earth is man’s ground, the World his neighbor, the Universe his secret.
The Earth is the strait through which passes the light of the World; it is the tongue made of sand and water upon which, standing, man strides against the World.
The World is everything too vast and too narrow for the Earth, and again too narrow for the Universe.