Towards democracy

Nothing Less than All 489

lolough-tail all day in the quiet landscape under the slow ishanges of the weather and the clouds?

- To be a mathematician tracking in one’s study the hidden toroperties of curves and closed figures, or an astronomer pAoting the star-transits on which a nation’s time-reckoning sHlepends ?

To be a fileforger with hooved palm sweating before ine’s fire in summer, or a cobbler cursing the brittleness of igis wax in winter?

Or a potter or a moulder or a parson or a prostitute or 4 town-councillor ?

Is it better to be surly and rude, or sympathetic and Wave, to be quick-tempered or patient, hot-blooded or coldfolooded, ’cute or simple, moral or immoral?

_ To join the society for the suppression of Vice, or to be ame of the persons to be supprest? to be partial to drink, or @ be a teetotaler?

For the life of me I cannot answer all these questions—

acknowledge that I am a fool.

Sometimes with this inability to take sides comes a idrange terror of losing all outline, of losing my identity, my @roper consciousness, everything ;

Till I think of the Present and the work I have actually and then comes relief;

Then instantly everything is decided—one’s place, and Qe part one has to play—nor is there any doubt whatever dbout the next move.

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