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is no answer. But the soul is illogical, indomitable, unconquerable, 

 haughtily affronting fate, knowing itself to be the last and best 

 thing knowable by men, in spite of all these desolating, dread- 

 inspiring, freezing, heart-breaking billows of the infinite which 

 surge around its rock in darkness. Poor, illogical, indomitable 

 soul of man ! She cries to God in the world-storm, yields to God, 

 drowns in God, finds no other God than this. 



KoA.et 5' aKovovras ovSev 

 'Ev jueVa SutnraAei TC 5i/a. 



' Nay, but the soul cries to those who listen not, caught in the 

 clutches of whirlpools with which it were too vain to wrestle. 

 Who hath heard God speak ? To whom hath God responded ? ' 

 Perchance that is the fact. Perchance none listens. Perchance 

 the whirlpools will close over us and suck us down. If there is a 

 God, we shall not cry in vain. If there is none, the struggle of 

 life shall not last through all eternity. Self, agonised and tortured 

 as it is, must now repose on this alternative. 



THE CRITERION OF ART 



IN works of art, only what is in a true sense human will be found 

 finally good and permanent. It must be agreeable to the normal 

 perceptions of human beings who are capable of understanding and 

 appreciating art. The test of excellence must be a common sense 

 or agreement of opinion between normal men and women gifted 

 with aia-Brjo-is or sensuous perception. 



It may, parenthetically, be remarked that all perception is 

 sensuous. We cannot perceive the truth that two and two make 

 four without acquiring experience of duality through one or other 

 of the senses. We cannot grasp the meaning of language without 

 the help of hearing, of eyesight, of sense of touch. By far the 

 larger number of our expressions for mental or aesthetic qualities, 

 as taste, gout, gusto, GeschmacTc, flair, fiuto, tact, sensibility, 

 comprehension, are transferred from the region of the senses and 

 used metaphorically. 



The common perception of normal men and women, who are 

 not insensible to beauty, not impervious to ideas, will ultimately 

 decide the question whether any work of art is first rate, second 

 rate, or worthless. 



