Perhaps he is still thinking.

Perhaps he has not yet made up his mind whether "Art is a Crime or only an Absurdity," whether Clergymen ought to be multiplied or exterminated, whether in general we are getting on, and if so where we are going to.
I feel myself that his mind is made up, though he is still thinking and still seeking; and I attribute his indecision as a leader, his want of weight in the affairs of mankind, to one fatal deficiency in his mysticism.

It is, I presume to suggest, a mysticism which is separated by no gulf from egoism--egoism of the highest order and the most spiritual character, but still egoism.

In his quest of God he is not conscious of others.

He thinks of mankind with interest, not with affection.