Christ In The Storm On The Sea Of Galilee

He shook his head slowly, pondering. ¡¡¡¡'I often doubt the worthwhileness of reason. Dreams must be more substantial and satisfying. Emotional delight is more filling and lasting than intellectual delight; and, besides, you pay for your moments of intellectual delight by having the blues. Emotional delight is followed by no more than jaded senses, which speedily recuperate. I envy you, I envy you.' He stopped abruptly, and then on his lips formed one of his strange quizzical smiles, as he added: 'It's from my brain I envy you, take notice, and not from my heart. My reason dictates it. The envy is an intellectual product. I am like a sober man looking upon drunken men, and, greatly weary, wishing he, too, were drunk.' ¡¡¡¡'Or like a wise man looking upon fools and wishing he, too, were a fool,' I laughed. ¡¡¡¡'Quite so,' he said. 'You are blessed, bankrupt pair of fools. You have no facts in your pocketbook.' ¡¡¡¡'Yet we spend as freely as you,' was Maud Brewster's contribution.