29/55 I think they were amazed: certainly I was. My heart aches, hungers sometimes--for another note. If instead of this praise from outside, this cool praise of religion as the great policeman of the world, if only his voice, his dear voice, spoke for one moment the language of faith!--all barren tension and grief and doubt would be gone then for me, at a breath. And I remind myself--painfully--that his argument holds whether the arguer believe or no. |