"Oh God he speaks only of his horse!

The devil can cite scripture for his purpose.

This age thinks better of a gilded fool than of a threadbare saint in wisdom's school!

I whispered gently, The dignity of truth is lost with much protesting!

And you screamed ‘Carcasses bleed at the site of a murder!'

And I said, patting your hand ‘What, do I give you trench mouth’

'And you shrieked, ’Knowledge is power!' and ‘A dwarf on a giant's shoulders sees the farthest of the two!'

and I summed my side up with rare serenity in ‘The folly of mistaking a metaphor for proof,

a torrent of verbiage for a spring of capital truths,

and oneself as an oracle, is inborn in us, Mr. Valery once said."