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Page 98 of 1151910 · PDF PAGE 356
…conduct medal should they deserve it. This is a clean-minded book so far as it goes. We have no humbugging Horton, D.D., swooning at the thought of lace, frills, and a pretty ankle. But the remedies suggested are worse than the disease. Exalt the courtesan to her proper place, bracket her name with sweetheart, wife and mother, names which are rightly dear to us, and you will find a tender heart beneath the scarlet dress, and a charming lovable woman in spite of public opprobrium, Neglect this, and all other propositions of reform spell—Muck! A,…
1909 · PDF PAGE 394
…than these two, which only deal with Kant en passant, shows him to be, as we have always considered him, the wild Irish- man of Teutonic thought, who recklessly gallops at the philosophic hurdles set up by the seventeenth-century and early eighteenth-century philosophers, Some of these he clears skilfully enough, others he crashes through and shouts @ priori, little seeing that these innate intuitions of his are but abstractions from experience—‘ inherited experiences,” as Herbert Spencer has since shown—without furthering the solution of the p…
1909 · PDF PAGE 394
…than these two, which only deal with Kant en passant, shows him to be, as we have always considered him, the wild Irish- man of Teutonic thought, who recklessly gallops at the philosophic hurdles set up by the seventeenth-century and early eighteenth-century philosophers, Some of these he clears skilfully enough, others he crashes through and shouts @ priori, little seeing that these innate intuitions of his are but abstractions from experience—‘ inherited experiences,” as Herbert Spencer has since shown—without furthering the solution of the p…
1929 · PDF PAGE 209
…ie after that?" [293] The sorcerer deliberated with himself a while. Then he consulted his familiar demons. The omens were confusing. He thought that perhaps he had put his question ambiguously, and tried again in other words. He had begun by asking vaguely "whether Cremers would succeed in her mission," which had earned him a very positive "yes," flanked by a quite unintelligible message about "deception," "the false Dmitri" and "the wrong horse," also some apparent nonsense about Scotland and an island. This time he asked whether Cremers woul…
1904 · PDF PAGE 6
…is as criminal as the riddle in “ Pericles.” That our Pantosympatheticist is himself an Agnostic does not excuse him. True, if every one thought as he does there would be no formal religion in the world, but only that individual communion of the consciousness with its self- consciousness which constitutes genuine religion, and should never inflame passion or inspire intolerence, since the non-Ego lies beyond its province. But he knows as well as I do that there are thousands in this country who would gladly see him writhing in eternal torture —…
1929 · PDF PAGE 158
…rceived the buskined Artemis, silver-sandalled, with her bright bow and her quiver of light. Leaping behind her came her hounds, and she thought that she could hear their eager baying. Between heaven and earth stood the goddess, and looked about her, her eyes a-sparkle with keen joy. She unslung her baldric, and put her silver bugle to her lips. Through all the vastness of heaven that call rang loud; and, in obedience, the stars rushed from their thrones, and made obeisance to their mistress. It was a gallant hunting-party. For she perceived th…
1919 · PDF PAGE 293
…ad introduced Chekhov to the notice of English readers. He almost reminded me of what Dorian Grey used to say about Wonderful Boyhood. I thought of Keats’ worst sonnet, and “Chatterton, Marvellous Boy!” But the chic adolescent, who was Mr. Robert Nichols, had a bullet in his neck, which explained the whole matter immediately to my satisfaction. Mr. Nichols also told me of how he was a great poet, of how he had started the war, or won it, or both. He said that his mother was called Mary, but that vulgar report erred in saying that his father was…
1938 · PDF PAGE 24
…mory two other writings from a compilation of certain Jews of old: All have sinned, and come short of the glory of God; and this: The thought of foolishness is sin. Now did I understand that all men live in sin, being baulked of their True Will, that is, of the free function of their essential nature. This restriction cometh much from their ignorance of what their True Will is, and much from external hindrance, but most of all from the interference of ill-controlled parts of their own instruments, the body and mind. For Freedom is not found…
1944 · PDF PAGE 63
…s doctrine by dint of meditation: DUST DEVILS. In the Wind of the mind arises the turbulence called I. It breaks; down shower the barren thoughts. All life is choked. This desert is the Abyss wherein is the Universe. The Stars are but thistles in that waste. Yet this desert is but one spot accurséd in a world of bliss. Now and again Travellers cross the desert; they come from the Great Sea, and to the Great Sea they go. And as they go they spill water; one day they will irrigate the desert, till it flower. See! Five footprints of a Camel! V.V.V…
1944 · PDF PAGE 35
… with only the slightest tincture of philosophy to give it form. But it is at this point that, for the purpose of describing the objects Thought and Sense, one is compelled to join hands with the astrologers. The problem now is: to assign to Pure Number the moral ideas which go with it. This is partly a matter of experience, partly tradition derived from older experience. It would be unwise to discard tradition with complete contempt, because all thinking is bound by the laws of the mind itself, and Mind has been formed rough thousands of years…
1929 · PDF PAGE 36
…h Cyril from that moment. She had merely to telephone her maid to pack, and come along. She offered to do so when Simon Iff said that he thought they ought to leave Paris without a day's delay. But he said: "I don't think it quite fair on the girl. It's a battle, and no call for her to [54] fight. Besides" — he turned to Cyril — "she would probably be obsessed in twenty-four hours." I shouldn't be surprised to learn that they were after her already. Let's try! Call her, Lisa, and say you'll not be back to-night; tell her to wait further
1906 · PDF PAGE 19
…irl and wind about my spirit lying coils ; Thy charm enticeth, for the spoils of victory, all an evil mind. Thy perfume doth confound my thought, new longings echo, and I crave Doubtful liaisons with the grave and loves of Parthia for sport. I think perhaps no longer yet, but dream and lust for stranger things Than ever sucked the lips of kings, or fed the tears of Mahomet. Quaint carven vampire bats, unseen in curious hollows of the trees, Or deadlier serpents coiled at ease round carcases of birds unclean ; All wandering changeful spectre sha…
1929 · PDF PAGE 67
…refinement of abomination joined with an exaggeration of grossness that might have turned Georges Sand to stone. The light went out. The thought of flight from that abominable chapel never came to her. It was Cyril — the man to whom [96] she had given herself utterly at the first touch — who was plunging this poisoned dagger into her soul. And she could not even die; it was ferocity and madness that awoke in her. She would wait until the morning — and she would find a way to be avenged. Yet she felt that she was slowly bleeding to death; it did…
1954 · PDF PAGE 511
…to death and beyond. I have often heard of a dog refusing to be comforted when his master died, lying desolate on his grave, but I never thought to see such a thing myself" That was too much for Freddy Lyon. "Yes," he said cruelly, "but look at the dog's paws and muzzle "-they were stiff with clotted blood- "he's not mourning his master, he's sleeping off a meal." At which point, (Lyon concluded his story with gusto). that talkative guy did the opposite of sleeping off his lunch in a very thorough manner. and there wasn't another peep out of Mi…
1929 · PDF PAGE 210
…e strength of her character was very great, in its own way; and she possessed infinite reserves of patience. She played the game with no thought of the victory; and this is half the secret of playing most games of importance. To do right for its own sake is Righteousness, though if you apply this obvious truth to Art the Philistine calls you names, and your morals in question. Cremers was a genuine artist in malice. She was not even glad when she had harmed a friend and benefactor, however irreparably; nothing could ever make her glad — but she…
1939 · PDF PAGE 56
…ble to obtain experience of a higher order, to discover and develop the faculty of mind which can transcend analysis, stable against all thought by virtue of its own self-evident assurance. In the language of the Great White Brotherhood (whom I am here to represent) you cross the abyss. 'Leave the poor old stranded wreck'Ruach'and pull for the shore' of Neschamah. For above the abyss, it is said, as you will see if you study
1905 · PDF PAGE 144
…e ocean noises find a tongue To voice the clamour of a righteous boast— That friendship and dominion shall be wrought Out of the womb of thought, And all the bygone days be held for things of nought. What matter though our fathers did you wrong ? Though brave sons brake our bitter yoke? Though we Strove to compel you to a cruel thong? What, though the stronger did defeat the strong? Both, wild and patient as the steep strong sea ? What matter that some strive to waken hate, Traitors to either state, Hang them inchains! Our way to Freedom cannot…
1905 · PDF PAGE 40
… with nature and myself To find Him out, turn, terrible, to-night [Cry wethout. To see myself—myself—myself. [Cry wethout. Hush! Hark! Methought I heard a cry. The seamew wails Tess humanly than that—I will go down And seek the stranger. [Alaking as to leave room. F’en this rocky isle Shall prove a friend A Voice. Stand still. Philosopher. Again! The warning of a mind o’er-strained? [Afowrng towards door. Voice. Stand still And see salvation in Jehovah’s hands. fh, Is this the end of life? Voice. Thy Life begins. Is this Lh. Strange Voice, I he…
1905 · PDF PAGE 263
…Or winged, or shooting flying shafts, or shod With the flame-sandals. Then, lift up thine hands ! Centre thee in thine heart one scarlet thought Limpid with brilliance of the Light above ! Draw into nought All life, death, hatred, love : All self concentred in the sole desire— Hear thou the Voice of Fire! This hope was Zoroaster’s—this is mine! Not one but many splendours hath the Shrine: Not one but many paths approach the gate That guards the Adytum, fortifying Fate ! Mine was, by weariness of blood and brain, Mere bitter fruit of pain Sought…
1905 · PDF PAGE 201
…rtain of our origin. We are born Adam’s bastards into sin, Servants to Death and Time’s devouring tooth. God, damning most, had this one thought of ruth To save some dozens—-Us : and by the skin Of teeth to save us from the devil’s gin— Repentance! Blood! Prayer! Sackcloth! This is truth.” Our parents answer jesting Pilate so.! I am the meanest servant of the Christ : But, were I heathen, cannibal, profane, My cruel spirit had not sacrificed My children to this Moloch. Iam plain? ‘‘Blasphemer ! Damned!”? Undoubtedly —I know! THE LAW OF CHANGE. …