THE GOOD DEVILS 



crushes us, we could not walk or lift the hand; 

 without the friction which so often impedes us, our 

 train and vehicles would not move; without the 

 water that could so easily drown us, the currents of 

 our bodies would dry up; without the germs that so 

 often make war upon us, we should soon cease to be. 

 Both friendly and hostile are the powers that sur- 

 round us, — or, rather, is the power that surrounds 

 us, for it is one and not two, — friendly when we are 

 in the relation to it demanded and provided for by 

 our constitution, and unfriendly when we are in 

 false relation to it. To know this true relation from 

 the false is a part of the discipline of life. 



I know this is not the end of the story; there are 

 more questions to be asked. We want a solution of 

 the last solution, but this can never come. Final 

 questions return forever to themselves; they baffle 

 us, constituted as our minds are; they are circles 

 and not lines. 



