There is only one foundation and that foundation is your own wonderful human Imagination. A friend writes me, I got the letter this day, it all happened in one night and yet it seemed like a period of time as though time differed. He is in England and he goes into a very marvelous eating establishment, something that is plush. He enters on four occasions at different moments in time and each time he enters through a different door. On one occasion he comes through this door and the maitre d’ greets him in the most wonderful manner, “Lord So-and-So.” “I can’t quite recall the name,” he said, “when I returned, but it was always Lord So-and-So.” That was the first of three entrances that he made into this eating establishment. On the fourth occasion, he thought he would go through the back door disguised, and he disguised himself, but the maitre d’ still recognized him under the disguise and began to tell the waiter who he really is, with a little twinkle in his eye, knowing that the Lord saw him and that he recognized the Lord for who he was. But this time he dropped the surname, it wasn’t Lord So-and-So, he said to the waiter, “That really is the Lord.”720 ¶12