There is no trouble in
believing. To attempt disbelief, would be to illustrate the fable of
Sisyphus."
He spoke calmly, like one whose mind had risen above doubt. I
objected nothing further; for that would have been useless. And why
attempt to throw questions into his mind? Was there anything evil in
the faith which he had adopted as exhibited in his life? I could not
say yes. On the contrary, taking his life as an illustration, good
only was to be inferred. I remembered very well when his mind
diverged into this new direction. Some years had intervened. I
thought to see him grow visionary or enthusiastic. Not so, however.
There was a change progressively visible; but it was in the
direction of sound and rational views of life. A broader humanity
showed itself in his words and actions. Then came the subtler vein
of religious sentiments, running like pure gold through all that
appertained to him.
If, therefore, he was progressing towards a higher life, why should
I question as to the way being right for him? Why should I seek to
turn him into another path when there was such a broad light for his
eyes on the one he had chosen? "By their fruits ye shall know them.
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