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two stfcks in it. The definition of man as it 

 appears in the dictionary of the donkey probably 

 runs something like this : ' Man is an animal that 

 walks on its hind-legs, invents adjectives with 

 which to praise itself, and displays its greatest 

 utility in proving that all sharks are not aquatic.' 

 We know what a lion looks like when painted by 

 a man, but human eyes have never yet been 

 allumined by the sardonic lineaments of a man 

 painted by a lion. Being boiled alive in order to 

 look well as corpses in store-windows, and having 

 wooden pegs thrust into our muscles and left there 

 to rot for a week or two to keep us in our agony 

 from doing something desperate we know what 

 these experiences are like when they are delegated 

 to lobsters, and we take no more serious part in 

 them than to insure their infliction, but we are 

 too fervent barbarians to bother our heads about 

 what they are like from the crustacean point of 

 view. 



Let us be candid. Men are not all gentle men 

 and humane, and not-men are not all inhuman. 

 There are reptiles in broadcloth, and there are 

 warm and generous hearts among those peoples 

 who have so long suffered from human prejudice 

 and ferocity. Let us label beings by what they 

 are by the souls that are in them and the deeds 

 they do not by their colour, which is pigment, 

 nor by their composition, which is clay. There 

 are, philanthropists in feathers and patricians in 

 fur, just as there are cannibals in the pulpit and 

 saurians among the money-changers. The golden 



