{"id":2510,"date":"2013-07-13T01:42:06","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:42:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=2510"},"modified":"2013-07-13T01:42:06","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:42:06","slug":"43-philosophers-intellectuals-novelists-and-musicians-vol-27-letters-on-poetry-and-art","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/01-works-of-sri-aurobindo\/03-cwsa\/27-letters-on-poetry-and-art\/43-philosophers-intellectuals-novelists-and-musicians-vol-27-letters-on-poetry-and-art","title":{"rendered":"-43_Philosophers, Intellectuals, Novelists and Musicians.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"<div align=\"center\">\n<table border=\"0\" width=\"100%\" cellpadding=\"0\" style=\"border-collapse: collapse\">\n<tr>\n<td>\n\t\t\t<span lang=\"en-gb\"> <\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<b><font size=\"4\">Philosophers, Intellectuals, Novelists<br \/>\n<\/font><\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<b><font size=\"4\">and Musicians <\/font><\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<b>Western Notions of the History of Philosophy <\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> It is very strange that in books on philosophy by European writers, even in standard textbooks like Alfred Weber&#8217;s<br \/>\n<i>History of Philosophy<\/i>,<sup><font size=\"2\">1<\/font><\/sup> there is no mention of any of the Indian philosophies. To the Western writer philosophy means only<br \/>\nEuropean philosophy &#8213;they begin with the Greek Thales and Anaximander, as if human thinking began with them. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nThat is the old style European mind. It used to be the same in Art and other matters. Now Chinese and Japanese art is recognised<br \/>\nand to a less degree the art of India, Persia and the former Indian colonies in the Far-East, but in philosophy the old ideas<br \/>\nstill reign. &#8220;From Thales to Bergson&#8221; is their idea of the History of Philosophy. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">2 May 1936 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><b><br \/>\nPlato<\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> Plato says [<i>according to Weber, p. 86<\/i>]: &#8220;The world of sense is the copy of the world of Ideas, and conversely, the world<br \/>\nof ideas resembles its image; it forms a hierarchy. . . . In our visible world there is a gradation of beings. . . . The same<br \/>\nholds true of the intelligible realm or the pattern of the world; the Ideas are joined together by means of other Ideas of a<br \/>\nhigher order; . . . the Ideas constantly increase in generality and force, until we reach the top, the last, the highest, the most<br \/>\npowerful Idea or the Good, which comprehends, contains or summarizes the entire system.&#8221; I think he is nearly on the verge<br \/>\nof a mental understanding of the Overmind. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nHe was trying to express in a mental way the One containing the <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;text-indent:25pt\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">1 <i>Alfred Weber, <\/i>History of Philosophy <i>(London: Longmans, Green, 1904).<\/i> &nbsp;<br \/>\n\t\t\t<\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-519<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>multiplicity which is brought out (created) from the One &#8213;that is the Overmind realisation. Plato had these ideas not as realisations but as intuitions which he expressed in his own mental form. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> There are many such thoughts in Plato&#8217;s philosophy. Did he get them from Indian books? <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nNot from Indian books &#8213;something of the philosophy of India got through by means of Pythagoras and others. But I think<br \/>\nPlato got most of these things from intuition. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">8 October 1933<br \/>\n\t\t\t<\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n*<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> Paul Brunton in his book <i>A Search in Secret Egypt <\/i>repeatedly<br \/>\nspeaks of Atlantis. I always thought that belief in Atlantis was only an imagination of the Theosophists. Is there any truth in<br \/>\nthe belief? <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nAtlantis is not an imagination. Plato heard of this submerged<br \/>\ncontinent from Egyptian sources and geologists are also agreed that such a submersion was one of the great facts of earth history. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">22 June 1936 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">*<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> In his book <i>Plato<\/i>, Taylor says that &#8220;the standing Academic definition of `man&#8217; &#8221; is &#8220;Soul<br \/>\n<i>using <\/i>a body&#8221; and that &#8220;the soul<br \/>\n<i>is <\/i>the man&#8221;.<sup><font size=\"2\">2<\/font><\/sup> But it is not clear whether the soul is the mental being or something which uses the mind also. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> The European mind, for the most part, has never been able to go beyond the formula of soul<br \/>\n\t\t\t+  body<br \/>\n\t&#8213;usually including mind in<br \/>\nsoul and everything except body in mind. Some occultists make a distinction between spirit, soul and body. At the same time<br \/>\nthere must be some vague feeling that soul and mind are not quite the same thing, for there is the phrase &#8220;this man has no<br \/>\nsoul&#8221;, or &#8220;he is a soul&#8221; meaning he has something in him beyond <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;text-indent:25pt\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">2 <i>A.E. Taylor,<br \/>\n<\/i>Plato, The Man and His Work <i>(London: Methuen, 1926), p. 27. Taylor<\/i><br \/>\n<i>bases his discussion on passages from Plato&#8217;s <\/i>Alcibiades I <i>and <\/i>Euthydemus<i>.<br \/>\n\t&#8213;Ed.<\/i> &nbsp;<br \/>\n<\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-520<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n a mere mind and body. But all that is very vague. There is no<br \/>\nclear distinction between mind and soul and none between mind and vital and often the vital is taken for the soul. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n <font size=\"2\">30 June 1936 <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n*<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> Taylor [<i>Plato, p. 27<\/i>] writes: &#8220;The first condition of enjoying real good and making a real success of life is that a man&#8217;s soul<br \/>\nshould be in a good or healthy state&#8221;, that is, his soul should have the wisdom or knowledge &#8220;which ensures that a man<br \/>\nshall make the right use of his body and of everything else which is his&#8221;. This clearly indicates that by &#8220;soul&#8221; he means<br \/>\nthe vital and the mental being. Otherwise how can the soul be not &#8220;in good or healthy state&#8221;? Can we even say that the<br \/>\nmental Purusha is or is not &#8220;in good or healthy state&#8221;? <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nOf course not. It is obvious that they are thinking of the mental<br \/>\nand vital Prakriti or that part of the being which is involved in Prakriti, not of the Purusha. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> The idea that the soul has to get &#8220;knowledge&#8221; at all would seem to us to be without meaning unless we take it in the<br \/>\nsense that one has to develop the intuition as an instrumental faculty. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nYes, all these phrases are loose. At most one could say that the soul must bring out or develop the inner knowledge<br \/>\n&#8213;that<br \/>\nwhich is already there within or that the lower nature must receive the higher knowledge,<br \/>\n&#8213;but not that the soul must get<br \/>\nknowledge. I believe Plato himself held that all knowledge already was there within,<br \/>\n&#8213;so even from that point of view this<br \/>\nexpression would be inaccurate. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">2 July 1936 <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n*<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> Plato&#8217;s book <i>The Banquet <\/i>is said to be about Love and Beauty.<br \/>\nIs it a kind of philosophy? <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nNot much philosophy there, more poetry. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> Shelley has translated <i>The Banquet <\/i>into English. Could I read it?<br \/>\n &nbsp; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-521<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>If you want to read it as a piece of literature, it is all right. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p><font size=\"2\">2 January 1937 <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n*<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> I did not find so much poetry in the book. Perhaps you have<br \/>\nread it in the original Greek? <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nEven in a good translation the poetry ought to come out to some<br \/>\nextent. Plato was a great writer as well as a philosopher &#8213;no more perfect prose has been written by any man. In some of<br \/>\nhis books his prose carries in it the qualities of poetry and his thought has poetic vision. That is what I meant when I said it<br \/>\nwas poetry. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">3 January 1937 <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n*<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> How do you find Plato&#8217;s ideas about philosophy, about Nature, existence of the soul, etc.? <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nI don&#8217;t know what are his ideas about philosophy or Nature.<br \/>\nHe believes in the soul and immortality and that is of course true. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">4 January 1937 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><b>Aristotle <\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> I tried to read Aristotle but found him dry and abstract. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nI always found him exceedingly dry. It is a purely mental philosophy, unlike Plato&#8217;s. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">9 October 1933 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><b>Plotinus <\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> I find Plotinus very interesting. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nYes. Plotinus was not a mere philosopher, &#8213;his philosophy was founded on yogic experience and realisation. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">11 October 1933 <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n*<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> Plotinus says [<i>according to Weber, p. 171<\/i>]: &#8220;Intelligence is the first divine emanation. . . . Creation is a fall, a progressive<br \/>\ndegeneration of the divine. In the intelligence, the absolute &nbsp; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-522<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> unity of God splits up into intelligence proper . . . and the<br \/>\nintelligible world.&#8221; Does he mean the separation that begins to take place at Overmind or the Para and Apara Prakriti? <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nHe was speaking of the cosmic mind, I suppose. In these philosophies there is no distinction made between different grades of<br \/>\nmind or between intellect and the consciousness beyond the intellectual. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> Plotinus says [<i>according to Weber, p. 173<\/i>]: &#8220;The intelligence, too, is creative. . . . Its emanation or radiation is the soul. . . .<br \/>\nThe soul is not, like the intellect, endowed with immediate and complete intuition: it is restricted to the discursive thought, or<br \/>\nanalysis. . . . <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt;text-indent:25pt\"> &#8220;It is subordinate to the intellect. . . . There is, at the<br \/>\nbottom of all individual souls, but one single soul manifesting itself infinitely in different forms: the soul of the world.&#8221; What<br \/>\ndoes Plotinus mean by soul and intelligence in this passage? <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nI think simply Plotinus in speaking of soul has made a jumble of vital (<i>pr&#257;na<\/i>), <i>manas <\/i>and soul (<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" src=\"\/elibrarytest\/-01 Works of Sri Aurobindo\/-03_CWSA\/-27_Letters on Poetry And Art\/-images\/-41_Philosophers,%20Intellectuals,%20Novelists%20and%20Musicians%20-%201.jpg\" width=\"41\" height=\"21\" align=\"texttop\"><br \/>\n) &#8213;while by intelligence he means <i>buddhi <\/i>(cosmic), but endows the <i>buddhi<br \/>\n<\/i>with the<br \/>\nqualities proper to the Intuition and Overmind. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">12 October 1933<br \/>\n\t\t\t<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><b>Shankaracharya on the <i>Bhagavad Gita<\/i><br \/>\n\t\t\t<\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> On this shloka in the second chapter of the<br \/>\n<i>Gita<\/i>: <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:50pt\">\n\t\t\t<span lang=\"en-gb\">&#2319;&#2359;&#2366; &#2348;&#2381;&#2352;&#2366;&#2361;&#2381;&#2350;&#2368; &#2360;&#2381;&#2341;&#2367;&#2340;&#2367;&#2307; &#2346;&#2366;&#2352;&#2381;&#2341; &#2344;&#2376;&#2344;&#2366;&#2306; &#2346;&#2381;&#2352;&#2366;&#2346;&#2381;&#2351; &#2357;&#2367;&#2350;&#2369;&#2361;&#2381;&#2351;&#2340;&#2367; |<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:50pt\">\n\t\t\t<span lang=\"en-gb\">&#2360;&#2381;&#2341;&#2367;&#2357;&#2366;&#2365;&#2360;&#2381;&#2351;&#2366;&#2350;&#2344;&#2381;&#2340;&#2325;&#2366;&#2354;&#2375;&#2365;&#2346;&#2367; &#2348;&#2381;&#2352;&#2361;&#2381;&#2350;&#2344;&#2367;&#2352;&#2381;&#2357;&#2366;&#2339;&#2350;&#2371;&#2330;&#2381;&#2331;&#2340;&#2367; ||<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> Shankara says:<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt;text-indent:25pt\">\n\t\t\t<span lang=\"en-gb\">&#2360;&#2376;&#2359;&#2366; &#2332;&#2381;&#2334;&#2366;&#2344;&#2344;&#2367;&#2359;&#2381;&#2336;&#2366; &#2360;&#2381;&#2340;&#2370;&#2351;&#2340;&#2375; | &#2351;&#2341;&#2379;&#2325;&#2381;&#2340;&#2366; &#8230; &#2348;&#2381;&#2352;&#2366;&#2361;&#2381;&#2350;&#2368;<br \/>\n\t\t\t&#2360;&#2381;&#2341;&#2367;&#2340;&#2367;&#2307; &#2360;&#2352;&#2381;&#2357;&#2306; &#2325;&#2352;&#2381;&#2350; &#2360;&#2306;&#2344;&#2381;&#2351;&#2360;&#2381;&#2351; &#2348;&#2381;&#2352;&#2361;&#2381;&#2350;&#2352;&#2370;&#2346;&#2375;&#2339;&#2376;&#2357;&#2366;&#2357;&#2360;&#2381;&#2341;&#2366;&#2344;&#2350;&#2367;&#2340;&#2367; &#8230; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;text-indent:25pt\"> Where is there even in the preceding shlokas the idea of<br \/>\n\t\t\t&#2360;&#2352;&#2381;&#2357;&#2306; &#2325;&#2352;&#2381;&#2350; &#2360;&#2306;&#2344;&#2381;&#2351;&#2360;&#2381;&#2351;?<br \/>\n\t\t\t<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\">\n\t\t\t<span lang=\"en-gb\"><br \/>\n\t\t\t\t\t\tBut the final stroke comes here:<br \/>\n&#8230; 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||<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-523<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> This is pure insinuation. Nowhere in the whole of the Gita can there be found the idea of<br \/>\n\t\t\t&#2348;&#2381;&#2352;&#2361;&#2381;&#2350;&#2330;&#2352;&#2381;&#2351;&#2366;&#2342;&#2375;&#2357; &#2360;&#2306;&#2344;&#2381;&#2351;&#2360;&#2381;&#2351; ! <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nHow can a commentator do without insinuation? He has to<br \/>\nmake the Gita (or the Upanishads) mean what he teaches; if it doesn&#8217;t actually say what he teaches, he has to explain that<br \/>\nit meant that all the same. If the Gita doesn&#8217;t teach what he teaches, it would be teaching something that is not the Truth,<br \/>\nand how can the Gita teach untruth? <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> In Krishna&#8217;s time were there any Sannyasis at all? Rishis there<br \/>\nwere, but few, and not the sort to promote<br \/>\n\t\t\t&#2348;&#2381;&#2352;&#2361;&#2381;&#2350;&#2330;&#2352;&#2381;&#2351;&#2366;&#2342;&#2375;&#2357; &#2360;&#2306;&#2344;&#2381;&#2351;&#2360;&#2381;&#2351;. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nPerhaps at the time of Krishna there were no Sannyasis; but the Gita speaks of Sannyasa and Sannyasis, it even speaks of<br \/>\n\t\t\t&#2325;&#2352;&#2381;&#2350; &#2360;&#2344;&#2381;&#2344;&#2381;&#2351;&#2360;&#2381;&#2351;<br \/>\n\t\t\tbut it says &#2350;&#2351;&#2367; &#2325;&#2352;&#2381;&#2350;&#2366;&#2339;&#2367; &#2360;&#2344;&#2381;&#2344;&#2381;&#2351;&#2360;&#2381;&#2351;<br \/>\n\t\t\tand declares<br \/>\n&#2347;&#2354;&#2340;&#2381;&#2351;&#2366;&#2327;<br \/>\n\t\t\tto be the true Sannyasa. Arjuna is supposed to remain in the<br \/>\n&#2348;&#2381;&#2352;&#2361;&#2381;&#2350;&#2368; &#2360;&#2381;&#2341;&#2367;&#2340;&#2367;<br \/>\n\t\t\tand fight, so that would be hardly consistent with the other kind of Sannyasa &#8213;not to speak of enjoying<br \/>\n\t\t\t&#2352;&#2366;&#2332;&#2381;&#2351; &#2360;&#2350;&#2371;&#2343;&#2381;&#2343;&#2350;&#2381;&nbsp;<br \/>\n\t\t\talso. <\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\"><font size=\"2\">25 March 1936 <\/font><br \/>\n\t\t\t<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<span lang=\"en-gb\">*<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> In Shankara&#8217;s Bhashya<br \/>\n\t\t\ton the Gita it seems he takes any opportunity to thrust in the ideas of&nbsp;<br \/>\n\t\t\t&#2325;&#2352;&#2381;&#2350;&#2360;&#2344;&#2381;&#2351;&#2366;&#2360;<br \/>\n\t\t\tand &#2332;&#2381;&#2334;&#2366;&#2344;&#2344;&#2367;&#2359;&#2381;&#2335;&#2366;. For example, in the famous shloka<br \/>\n\t\t\t&nbsp;&#2325;&#2352;&#2381;&#2350;&#2339;&#2381;&#2351;&#2375;&#2357;&#2366;&#2343;&#2367;&#2325;&#2366;&#2352;&#2360;&#2381;&#2340;&#2375;<br \/>\n\t\t\t, the Bhashya speaks of<br \/>\n&#2332;&#2381;&#2334;&#2366;&#2344;&#2344;&#2367;&#2359;&#2381;&#2335;&#2366;<br \/>\n\t\t\tthough it seems quite irrelevant. <\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\"><br \/>\n<\/i><i>Of course<\/i>. There is nothing about<br \/>\n\t\t\t&#2332;&#2381;&#2334;&#2366;&#2344;&#2344;&#2367;&#2359;&#2381;&#2335;&#2366;<br \/>\n\t\t\tin the text, only in Shankara&#8217;s thrust. <\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\">\n\t\t\t<span lang=\"en-gb\"> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> Shankara considers all <i>karma <\/i>useful only as preparation for<br \/>\n\t\t\t<i>j<font face=\"Times New Roman\">\u00f1&#257;<\/font>na<\/i>. According to him even the object of the Gita is &#2346;&#2352;&#2306; &#2344;&#2367;&#2307;&#2358;&#2381;&#2352;&#2375;&#2351;&#2360;<br \/>\n\t\t\t&#2360;&#2306;&#2360;&#2366;&#2352;&#2360;&#2381;&#2351; &#2309;&#2340;&#2381;&#2351;&#2344;&#2381;&#2340;&#2379;&#2346;&#2352;&#2350;&#2354;&#2325;&#2381;&#2359;&#2339;&#2350;&#2381;.<br \/>\n\t\t\t<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\">The object of the Gita was to make Arjuna act, i.e. fight and it is only when he consented to do so that Krishna stopped the<br \/>\ndiscourse. If it had been as Shankara says he would not have stopped until he had got Arjuna well-started for a cave in the<br \/>\n &nbsp; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-524<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n Himalayas far away from the noise of the battle. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n <font size=\"2\">26 March 1936 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n <b>Intellectual Capacity of Mystics <\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> A great scientist has written that mystics and spiritual men the world over have in general always been men of very average<br \/>\nintelligence, a handful of rare instances excepted. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nAs for your great scientist I wonder who he had in mind as spiritual men &#8213;so far as I know history both in the East and the West there have been any number of spiritual men and mystics who<br \/>\nhave had a great or fine intellectual capacity or were endowed with a great administrative and organising ability implying a<br \/>\nkeen knowledge of men and much expenditure of brain-power. With a little looking up of the records of the past I think one<br \/>\ncould collect some hundreds of names &#8213;which would not include of course the still greater number not recorded in history<br \/>\nor the transmitted memory of the past. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<b>Augustus Caesar and Leonardo da Vinci<\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> Augustus Caesar organised the life of the Roman Empire and it was this that made the framework of the first transmission<br \/>\nof the Graeco-Roman civilisation to Europe &#8213;he came for that work and the writings of Virgil and Horace and others helped<br \/>\ngreatly towards the success of his mission. After the interlude of the Middle Ages, this civilisation was reborn in a new mould<br \/>\nin what is called the Renaissance, not in its life-aspects but in its intellectual aspects. It was therefore a supreme intellectual,<br \/>\nLeonardo da Vinci, who took up again the work and summarised in himself the seeds of modern Europe. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">29 July 1937 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><b><br \/>\nLeonardo and Einstein <\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> I do not know if by chance Einstein&#8217;s theory of relativity may also be found in one of the yet undeciphered books of<br \/>\nLeonardo. &nbsp; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-525<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>Not likely. The age of art and science which Leonardo set in motion was that which closed with the nineteenth century.<br \/>\nRelativity belongs to a new movement of knowledge. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p><font size=\"2\">11 December 1935<br \/>\n<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p><b>Rene Descartes <\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> I have three letters of yours before me and all three require some elucidation. I think and think but can&#8217;t get anywhere.<br \/>\nPerhaps you will say, &#8220;Make the mind silent&#8221;! But Descartes says, &#8220;<\/span><span lang=\"fr\">Je pense, donc je suis<\/span><span lang=\"en-gb\">.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nDescartes was talking nonsense. There are plenty of things that don&#8217;t think but still are<br \/>\n&#8213;from the stone to the Yogi in samadhi.<br \/>\nIf he had simply meant that the fact of his thinking showed that he wasn&#8217;t dead, that of course would have been quite right and<br \/>\nscientific. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">9 September 1935<br \/>\n<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><b><br \/>\nWilliam James <\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nJames&#8217; book [<i>on psychology<\/i>] is certainly a very interesting one.<br \/>\nI read it a long time ago and do not remember it very well except that it was very interesting and not at all an ordinary book in its<br \/>\nkind, but full of valuable suggestions. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">1 July 1933<br \/>\n<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><b>Henri Bergson <\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> Bergson writes that the progress of Life is marked by tensions<br \/>\nsucceeded by flowerings. What do you think of that, since the great philosopher too agrees with our way of marching to<br \/>\nBeatitude through struggles and sufferings? <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nHumph! Such a method is all very well, but one has so much<br \/>\nof it in life and in this Ashram that I rather yearn for some other unBergsonian evolution. Even if the Lord God and Bergson<br \/>\nplanned it together, I move an amendment. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">11 December 1935<br \/>\n\t\t\t<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">*<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> In his latest book, <i>The Two Sources of Morality and Religion<\/i>,<br \/>\n &nbsp; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-526<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> Bergson says that the imagelessness or blankness of mind is a<br \/>\npure myth and an impossibility. As a Vedantist, I have always cherished the imagelessness of mind as the highest ideal. But I<br \/>\nmust admit that I have not made any appreciable advance in this direction, even after many years&#8217; practice. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nEuropean scientists and thinkers have no authority in the matter, as they are perfectly ignorant of even the rudiments of these<br \/>\nthings. It is certainly impossible for any man to have experience of such a condition without practice of Yoga, or alternatively, a<br \/>\nstate of Grace. But among Yogis it is a well-known state; they can attain to this state and keep it at will or if they allow any<br \/>\nexternal activity, it does not touch the inner silence and they can always have the complete silence at will. You [<i>Sri Aurobindo&#8217;s<\/i><br \/>\n<i>secretary<\/i>] can refer him to the <i>Bases of Yoga<\/i>, but also say that it is best to prepare oneself first. Usually it does not come except<br \/>\nafter a long discipline of self-purification etc. &#8213;it can be called down, but that is not always safe, if the outer nature is not yet<br \/>\nready. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">6 March 1938<br \/>\n<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><b>Sigmund Freud <\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> You had once written that things rejected from the conscious<br \/>\nparts go down into the subconscient physical. Is Freud&#8217;s theory of suppression somewhat similar to this? <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nFreud has observed the fact, but he has built on it a number of theories that are either unsound or exaggerated. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">2 August 1933 <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n*<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> It seems Freud&#8217;s discovery centres round this idea: &#8221; . . . underlying the closeness of the bond between mother and child, there<br \/>\nexists in infancy on the part of the child . . . a wish . . . for re-entrance into the comfort and security of the mother&#8217;s womb&#8221;,<br \/>\nand this persists in maturity and adolescence till death.<sup><font size=\"2\">3<\/font><\/sup> How does he know the wish of the child? <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;text-indent:25pt\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">3 <i>John M. Thorburn, <\/i>Art and the Unconscious <i>(London: Kegan Paul &amp; Co., 1925),<\/i><br \/>\n<i>p. 50.<\/i><br \/>\n <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-527<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>God knows. It seems a wild idea. For a psychologist to talk about the child remembering his stay in the womb<br \/>\n&#8213;surely, it<br \/>\nis an extravagance. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> How does he know that there <i>was <\/i>comfort and security in the<br \/>\nwomb? <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nI have not the least idea. Perhaps it is his own &#8220;complex&#8221; from<br \/>\nwhich he generalises. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> Why, then, does man not seek only comfort and security in<br \/>\nlife &#8213;why does he make much attempt for other things? <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nHe says he does seek. The wish to get back into that wonderful womb, he says, &#8220;persists in maturity and adolescence till death&#8221;. I suppose he would say that when man is attempting<br \/>\nother things, he is really though without quite knowing it trying to get back into his mother&#8217;s womb, e.g. Mussolini getting into<br \/>\nAbyssinia, it was a straight drive for his mother&#8217;s womb. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> The extreme of ridiculousness is reached when Freud analyses<br \/>\nLeonardo da Vinci to show how he was pathological, how he failed disastrously in his adaptation to life, how his artistic<br \/>\nimagination was an aberration and a maladaptation. All poets, all imaginative people, all genuises, all religious people were<br \/>\nto Freud the result of aberration and maladaptation. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nWell, his own theory is very clearly that, the result of aberration<br \/>\nand maladaptation. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">1 June 1936<br \/>\n<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><b>Carl Gustav Jung <\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> Jung [<i>according to Thorburn, pp. 58 \u00ad 59<\/i>] accepts Freud&#8217;s<br \/>\nview, and considers religion as something to be escaped from. &#8220;The primal desire for re-entrance to the womb, never ex<br \/>\npressing itself nakedly, but veiling itself as Freud had supposed under all kinds of symbolism, gives us in this very symbolism<br \/>\nwhat history has called religion.&#8221; This is what I should call &#8220;mental aberration and encephalitis&#8221; as a result of biological<br \/>\npsychology.<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-528<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nIt is part of the general &#8220;aberration&#8221; that has beset the modern world owing to the descent of the vital world into the physical<br \/>\n\t\t\t&#8213; cubist and surrealist painting, modernist poetry, Nazi politics, psycho-analysis<br \/>\n\t\t\t&#8213;the more extravagant the thing, the greater<br \/>\nits reputation and success. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n <font size=\"2\">1 June 1936 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n *<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> What is it that makes the intellectual world believe without<br \/>\nscrutinising ideas such as Freud&#8217;s? Is it a force which acts as a sort of &#8220;prestidigitation&#8221; on the brains even of great<br \/>\nmen like Jung? There would be several objections to Freud&#8217;s idea about the child&#8217;s wish to re-enter the mother&#8217;s womb, yet<br \/>\nJung accepts it as a premise and builds upon it his theories of religion and God and gods. According to Jung [<i>as presented<\/i><br \/>\n<i>by Thorburn, p. 59<\/i>] : &#8220;The idea of God . . . or of the gods, is such a bondage in so far as it is supposed that God exists or<br \/>\nthat there are gods.&#8221; It would, thus, be very ignominious to believe that God or the gods exist<br \/>\n\t&#8213;much more ignominious<br \/>\nthan believing a hypothesis (and an absurdity) which has no historical or biological basis<br \/>\n\t&#8213;whereas the fact of God existing can be found in all the literature of the past and the present! It seems it is less the correctness of an idea than the<br \/>\nnovelty and extravagance that appeals to the modern mind. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nAt present in the European world it is novelty and extravagance<br \/>\nin ideas that are run after. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">I don&#8217;t know anything first-hand about Jung but the two<br \/>\nextracts from him you have given do not encourage me to make acquaintance.<sup><font size=\"2\">4<\/font><\/sup> Why on earth should the idea of God or gods be<br \/>\na bondage? I suppose it is the Semitic idea (common in Europe) of God as a terrible gentleman upstairs, emperor, law-maker,<br \/>\njudge and policeman who sends you to Hell at his pleasure. To the Indian mind the gods are friends and helpers. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">2 June 1936 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">4 <i>The correspondent did not make it clear that the extracts he quoted were from<\/i><br \/>\n<i>Thorburn&#8217;s book and not from the works of Jung and Freud. &#8213;Ed.<\/i> &nbsp;<br \/>\n\t\t\t<\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-529<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p><b>Lowes Dickinson <\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> What would you say on the contrast between Lowes Dickinson&#8217;s <i>Modern Symposium <\/i>(1905) and his post-war dialogue, <i>On the Discovery of Good<\/i>? <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nThe pre-war and the post-war Dickinson are indeed a contrast. This appreciation of human life is not without the force of a half<br \/>\ntruth, but it is just the other half that he misses when he sweeps idealism out of the field. Man&#8217;s utopias may be the projection<br \/>\nof his hopes and desires, but he has to go on building them on pain of death, decline or collapse. As for the gospel of pleasure,<br \/>\nit has been tried before and always failed &#8213;Life and Nature after a time weary of it and reject it, as if after a surfeit of cheap<br \/>\nsweets. Man has to rush from his pursuit of pleasure, with all its accompaniment of petrifying shallowness, cynicism, hardness,<br \/>\nfrayed nerves, <i>ennui<\/i>, dissatisfaction and fatigue, to a new idealism or else sink towards a dull or catastrophic decadence. Even<br \/>\nif the Absolute Good were a high spiritual or ideal chimera, the pursuit of it is rooted in the very make of humanity and it is one<br \/>\nof the main sources of the perennial life of the race. And that it is so would seem to indicate that it is not a chimera<br \/>\n\t&#8213;something<br \/>\nstill beyond man, no doubt, but into which or towards which he is called by Nature to grow. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<b>Bertrand Russell <\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nAbout Russell &#8213;I have never disputed his abilities or his character, &#8213;I am concerned only with his opinions and there too only with those opinions which touch upon my own province<br \/>\n\t&#8213;that of spiritual Truth. In all religions, the most narrow and stupid even, and in all non-religions also there are great minds,<br \/>\ngreat men, fine characters. I know little about Russell, but I never dreamed of disputing the greatness of Lenin, for instance,<br \/>\nmerely because he was an atheist &#8213;nobody would unless he was an imbecile. But the greatness of Lenin does not debar me<br \/>\nfrom refusing assent to the credal dogmas of Bolshevism, and the beauty of character of an atheist does not prove that spirituality<br \/>\n &nbsp; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-530<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\tis a lie of the imagination and that there is no Divine. I may<br \/>\nadd that if you can find the utterances of famous Yogis childish when they talk about marriage or on other mental matters, I<br \/>\ncannot be blamed for finding the ideas of Russell about spiritual experience, of which he knows nothing, very much wanting in<br \/>\nlight and substance. You have not named the Yogis in question, and till you do, I am afraid I shall cherish a suspicion about<br \/>\neither the height or the breadth of their spiritual experience. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n <font size=\"2\">1932<\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n *<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nI have not yet found a moment&#8217;s time to go through Russell&#8217;s<br \/>\nbook [<i>Why I Am Not a Christian<\/i>]; as soon as I can do so I will let you know if I have anything to say about him. I have already<br \/>\nsaid that I have no objection to anybody admiring Russell or Lowes Dickinson or any other atheist. Genius or fine qualities<br \/>\nare always admirable in whomever they are found; all that has nothing to do with the turn of a man&#8217;s opinions or the truth or<br \/>\nuntruth of atheism or of spiritual experience. Neither for that matter is the fact that there are people who believe out of fear<br \/>\nor desire a valid argument against the existence of the Divine. I will read the book as soon as I can, but I do not expect to<br \/>\nfind anything very much in it, as I am perfectly familiar with European atheism and it is for the most part a shallow and<br \/>\nrather childish reaction against a shallow and childish religionism &#8213;that of orthodox exoteric Christianity as it was believed<br \/>\nand practised in Europe. Not much food on either side of the controversy either for the intellect or the spirit! <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">18 October 1932 <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> *<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nI seized a few moments to run through Russell [<i>Why I Am<\/i> <i>Not a Christian<\/i>]; a few moments were enough. It is just as I<br \/>\nexpected it to be. I have no doubt that Russell is a competent philosophic thinker, but this might have been written by an<br \/>\nordinary tract-writer of the Rationalists Publications Society (I don&#8217;t remember the proper name any longer). The arguments of<br \/>\n &nbsp; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-531<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>the ordinary Christian apologists to prove the existence of God are futile drivel and Russell in answering them has descended to<br \/>\ntheir level. He was appealing to the mass mind, I suppose, but that is enough to deprive the book of any real thought-value.<br \/>\nAnd yet the questions raised are interesting enough if treated with true philosophic insight or from the standpoint of true<br \/>\nspiritual experience. It is queer that the European mind, capable enough in other directions, should sink to so much puerility<br \/>\nwhen it begins to deal with religion and spiritual experience. All the same I shall see if there is anything that can be said in the<br \/>\nmatter. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p><font size=\"2\">1932<\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p><b>Russell, Eddington, Jeans <\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>I don&#8217;t understand why Amal expects me to bow to the criticism<br \/>\nof Bertrand Russell.<sup><font size=\"2\">5<\/font><\/sup> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">(1.) Russell&#8217;s opinions are as much determined by his up<br \/>\nbringing, temperament etc. as those of Jeans or Eddington. He was born in the heyday of the most uncompromising materialism; he is unwilling to change the ideas which have got embedded in his nature. It is this that determines his view of<br \/>\nthe result of the recent developments of science, it is not a clear infallible logic; logic can serve any turn proposed to it by the<br \/>\nmind&#8217;s preferences. Nor is it a dispassionate impersonal view of facts dictated by unbiassed reason as opposed to Eddington&#8217;s<br \/>\npersonal outlook, imaginative fancies and idealistic prejudices. This idea of pure mental impersonality in the human reason is<br \/>\nan exploded superstition of the rationalist mind; psychology in its recent inquiries has shown that this supposed impersonal<br \/>\nobservation of pure objective facts and impartial conclusion from them, an automatic writing of truth on the blank paper<br \/>\nof the pure mind is a myth; it has shown that the personal factor is inevitable; we think according to what we are. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">(2.) Russell is not, I believe, a great scientist or preeminent in any field of science. Eddington is, I am told, one of the finest <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">5 <i>This is an incomplete draft of a letter that was never sent. &#8213;Ed.<\/i> &nbsp;<br \/>\n\t\t\t<\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-532<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\tauthorities in astrophysics. Jeans and Eddington, though not<br \/>\ngreat discoverers, are otherwise in the front rank. Russell ranks as a great mathematician, but there too Eddington has one superiority over him; he is supposed to be the only one, so say some, one of the only five, say others, who have a complete<br \/>\nunderstanding of Einstein&#8217;s mathematical formulation; Russell is not counted among them and that perhaps disables him from<br \/>\nunderstanding the full consequences of Relativity. Russell, however, is an eminent philosopher, though not one of the great<br \/>\nones. I would count him rather as a strong and acute thinker on philosophy and science. Here he has an advantage, for Jeans<br \/>\nand Eddington are only amateur philosophers with a few general ideas for their stock in trade. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">(3.) As for their general intellectual standing Russell is a clear and strong materialistic intellect with a wide and general<br \/>\nplay of its own kind and range; the others are strong in their own field, trained in scientific knowledge and judgment, outside<br \/>\nthat they do not count: Eddington&#8217;s mind is more intuitive and original in its limits but often shooting beyond the mark. Russell,<br \/>\nwhen he goes outside his limits, can flounder and blunder. Well, then where is there any foundation for exalting the authority<br \/>\nof Russell at the expense of the other two? I disagree with the conclusions of all three; I am neither a mentalist nor a vitalist<br \/>\nnor a materialist. Why then throw Russell at me? I am not likely to change my decision in the matter in deference to his<br \/>\nmaterialistic bias. And to what does his judgment or his argument amount to? He admits as against Amal that there has been<br \/>\na &#8220;revolution&#8221; in science; he admits that the old materialistic philosophy has no longer even half a rotten leg to stand upon;<br \/>\nits dogmatic theory of Matter has been kicked out God knows where. But still, says Russell, Matter is there and everything in<br \/>\nthis world obeys the laws of physical science. This is merely a personal opinion on a now very doubtful matter: he is fighting<br \/>\na rearguard action against what he feels to be the advanced forces of the future; his gallant but tremulous asseveration is a<br \/>\ndefensive parade not an aggressive blow; it lacks altogether the old assured self-confidence.<br \/>\n &nbsp; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-533<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">As for Russell&#8217;s logic, a dry and strong or even austere logic is not a key to Truth; an enthusiastic vision often reaches it more<br \/>\nquickly. The business of logic is to give order to a thinker&#8217;s ideas, to establish firm relations between them and firm distinctions<br \/>\nfrom other people&#8217;s ideas, but when that is done, we are no nearer to indisputable truth than we were before. It is vision that<br \/>\nsees Truth, not logic &#8213;the outer vision that sees facts but not their inner sense, the inner vision that sees inner facts and can see<br \/>\nthe inner sense of them, the total vision (not belonging to mind) that sees the whole. A strong and clear and powerful intellect,<br \/>\nRussell, but nothing more &#8213;not certainly an infallible authority whether in science or anything else. Jeans and Eddington have<br \/>\ntheir own logical reasoning; I do not accept it any more than I accept Russell&#8217;s.<sup><font size=\"2\">6<\/font><\/sup> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">Let us, however, leave the flinging of authorities, often the same authority for opposing conclusions, Russell quoted against<br \/>\nRussell and Darwin against Darwin, and let us come to the point [<i>incomplete<\/i>] <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><b><br \/>\nShaw<\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nI do not think Harris&#8217; attack on Shaw as you describe it can be<br \/>\ntaken very seriously any more than can Wells&#8217; jest about his pronunciation of English being the sole astonishing thing about him.<br \/>\nWells, Chesterton, Shaw and others joust at each other like the <i>kabiw&#257;l&#257;s <\/i>of old Calcutta, though with more refined weapons, and you cannot take their humorous sparrings as considered<br \/>\nappreciations; if you do, you turn exquisite jests into solemn nonsense. Mark that their method in these sparrings, the turn<br \/>\nof phrase, the style of their wit is borrowed from Shaw himself with personal modifications; for this kind of humour, light as<br \/>\nair and sharp as a razor-blade, epigrammatic, paradoxical, often flavoured with burlesque seriousness and urbane hyperbole,<br \/>\ngood-humoured and cutting at once, is not English in origin; it was brought in by two Irishmen, Shaw and Wilde. Harris&#8217; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">6 <i>This paragraph was written separately. It has been inserted here by the editors.<\/i> &nbsp;<br \/>\n\t\t\t<\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-534<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\tstroke about the Rodin bust and Wells&#8217; sally are entirely in the<br \/>\nShavian turn and manner; they are showing their cleverness by spiking their guru in swordsmanship with his own rapier. Harris&#8217;<br \/>\nattack on Shaw&#8217;s literary reputation may have been serious, there was a sombre and violent brutality about him which makes it<br \/>\npossible; but his main motive was to prolong his own notoriety by a clever and vigorous assault on the mammoth of the hour.<br \/>\nShaw himself supplied materials for his critic, knowing well what he would write, and edited this damaging assault on his own<br \/>\nfame,<sup><font size=\"2\">7<\/font><\/sup> a typical Irish act at once of chivalry, shrewd calculation of effect and whimsical humour. I should not think Harris had<br \/>\nmuch understanding of Shaw the man as apart from the writer; the Anglo-Saxon is not usually capable of understanding either<br \/>\nIrish character or Irish humour, it is so different from his own. And Shaw was Irish through and through; there was nothing<br \/>\nEnglish about him except the language he wrote and even that he changed into the Irish ease, flow, edge and clarity<br \/>\n&#8213;though<br \/>\nnot bringing into it, as Wilde did, Irish poetry and colour. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">Shaw&#8217;s seriousness and his humour, real seriousness and<br \/>\nmock seriousness, run into each other in a baffling inextricable <\/span><br \/>\n\t\t\t<span lang=\"fr\"> <i>m\u00e9lang<font face=\"Times New Roman\">e<\/font><\/i><\/span><span lang=\"en-gb\">, thoroughly Irish in its character &#8213;for it is the native Irish turn to speak lightly when in deadly earnest and to utter<br \/>\nthe most extravagant jests with a profound air of seriousness, &#8213;and it so puzzled the British public that they could not for a long<br \/>\ntime make up their mind how to take him. At first they took him for a jester dancing with cap and bells, then for a new kind of<br \/>\nmocking Hebrew prophet or Puritan reformer! Needless to say, both judgments were entirely out of focus. The Irishman is, on<br \/>\n<i>\u00b4<\/i> one side of him, the vital side, a <i>passion<font face=\"Times New Roman\">\u00e9<\/font><\/i>, imaginative and romantic, intensely emotional, violently impulsive, easily impelled to poetry or rhetoric, moved by indignation and suffering to a<br \/>\nmixture of aggressive militancy, wistful dreaming and sardonic extravagant humour: on another side he is keen in intellect,<br \/>\npositive, downright, hating all loose foggy sentimentalism and <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">7 <i>Harris&#8217;s biography of Shaw, edited and published by Shaw himself after Harris&#8217;s<\/i><br \/>\n<i>death. &#8213;Ed.<\/i> &nbsp;<br \/>\n<i>536<\/i> <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-535<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>solemn pretence and prone, in order to avoid the appearance of them in himself, to cover himself with a jest at every step;<br \/>\nit is at once his mask and his defence. At bottom he has the possibility in him of a modern Curtius leaping into the yawning<br \/>\npit for a cause, an Utopist or a Don Quixote, &#8213;according to occasion a fighter for dreams, an idealistic pugilist, a knight<br \/>\nerrant, a pugnacious rebel or a brilliant sharp-minded realist or a reckless but often shrewd and successful adventurer. Shaw<br \/>\nhas all that in him, but with it is a cool intellectual clearness, also Irish, which dominates it all and tones it down, subdues<br \/>\nit into measure and balance, gives an even harmonising colour. There is as a result a brilliant tempered edge of flame, lam<br \/>\nbent, lighting up what it attacks and destroys, and destroying it by the light it throws upon it, not fiercely but trenchantly<br \/>\n\t&#8213; though with a trenchant playfulness &#8213;aggressive and corrosive. An ostentation of humour and parade covers up the attack and<br \/>\nputs the opponent off his defence. That is why the English mind never understood Shaw and yet allowed itself to be captured by<br \/>\nhim, and its old established ideas, &#8220;moral&#8221; positions, impenetrable armour of commercialised Puritanism and self-righteous<br \/>\nVictorian assurance to be ravaged and burned out of existence by Shaw and his allies. Anyone who knew Victorian England<br \/>\nand sees the difference now cannot but be struck by it and Shaw&#8217;s part in it, at least in preparing and making it possible,<br \/>\nis undeniable. That is why I call him devastating, &#8213;not in any ostentatiously catastrophic sense, for there is a quietly trenchant<br \/>\ntype of devastatingness, &#8213;because he has helped to lay low all these things with his scythe of sarcastic mockery and lightly,<br \/>\nhumorously penetrating seriousness &#8213;effective, as you call it, but too deadly in its effects to be called merely effective. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">That is Shaw as I have seen him and I don&#8217;t believe there is anything seriously wrong in my estimate. I don&#8217;t think we can<br \/>\ncomplain of his seriousness about pacifism, Socialism and the rest of it; it was simply the form in which he put his dream, the<br \/>\ndream he needed to fight for, needed by his Irish nature. Shaw&#8217;s bugbear was unreason and disorder, his dream was a humanity<br \/>\ndelivered from vital illusions and deceptions, organising the life&nbsp; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-536<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n <\/i><br \/>\n force in obedience to reason, casting out waste and folly as<br \/>\nmuch as possible. It is not likely to happen in the way he hoped; the reason has its own illusions and, though he strove against<br \/>\nimprisonment in his own rationalistic ideals, trying to escape from them by the issue of his mocking critical humour, he could<br \/>\nnot help being their prisoner. As for his pose of self-praise, &#8213;no doubt he valued himself,<br \/>\n&#8213;the public fighter like the man of<br \/>\naction needs to do so in order to act or to fight. Most, though not all, try to veil it under an affectation of modesty; Shaw on<br \/>\nthe contrary took the course of raising it to a humorous pitch of burlesque and extravagance. It was at once part of his strategy in<br \/>\ncommanding attention and a means of mocking at himself &#8213;I was not speaking of analytical self-mockery, but of the whimsical<br \/>\nIrish kind &#8213;so as to keep himself straight and at the same time mocking his audience. It is a peculiarly Irish kind of humour to<br \/>\nsay extravagant things with a calm convinced tone as if announcing a perfectly serious proposition<br \/>\n&#8213;the Irish exaggeration of<br \/>\nthe humour called by the French <\/span><span lang=\"fr\"> <i>pince-sans-rire<\/i><\/span><span lang=\"en-gb\">; his hyperboles of self-praise actually reek with this humorous savour. If his<br \/>\nextravagant comparison of himself with Shakespeare had to be taken in dull earnest without any smile in it, he would be either<br \/>\na witless ass or a giant of humourless arrogance, &#8213;and Bernard Shaw could be neither. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">As to his position in literature, I have given my opinion; but, more precisely, I imagine that he will take some place but not<br \/>\na very large place, once the drums have ceased beating and the fighting is over. He has given too much to the battles of the hour,<br \/>\nperhaps, to claim a large share of the future. I suppose some of his plays will survive for their wit and humour and cleverness<br \/>\nmore than for any higher dramatic quality, like those of three other Irishmen, Goldsmith, Sheridan, Wilde. His prefaces<br \/>\n<i>may<\/i><br \/>\nbe saved by their style and force, but it is not sure. At any rate, as a personality he is not likely to be forgotten, even if his writings<br \/>\nfade. To compare him with [Anatole] France is futile &#8213;they were minds too different and moving in too different domains<br \/>\nfor comparison to be possible. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">3 February 1932 <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> &nbsp; <\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> *<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-537<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> I would be obliged if you would tell me your opinion of the apostrophe of Caesar to the Sphinx in Shaw&#8217;s<br \/>\n<i>Caesar and<\/i><br \/>\n<i>Cleopatra<\/i>. I find it very fine, but Dilip says he is not thrilled by it. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nI am not thrilled by the speech either; it is a creation of the intellect, eloquent and on the surface. I do not see how you are<br \/>\ngoing to manufacture a mystic out of Shaw with these scanty materials: he has a very clear and incisive intelligence, independent and unconventional rather than original and creative, but beyond the intellect he does not go. The speculative imaginations<br \/>\nof which you speak and the feelings in the aesthetic vital which accompany them sometimes are common enough in men with<br \/>\nsome reach of mind, but they do not constitute either a mystic feeling or a mystic experience. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">6 May 1932 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><b>Was Shaw a Mystic? <\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> It is, of course, difficult to manufacture a mystic out of Shaw in the Yogic sense of the word, but in the philosophic sense I think<br \/>\nit can be said that his conception of the universal life-force and his vision of man&#8217;s future are prompted by a keen sense of the<br \/>\ninfinite, divine potencies of the human consciousness and of the secret urge towards godhead which is the motive power<br \/>\nbehind all evolution. . . . What Shaw claims to be is an artist-philosopher &#8213;that is to say, a man with a constructive as well<br \/>\nas critical vision of life, who is able to express that vision in a spirited and cogently attractive form by means of his<br \/>\nliterary gift. So the real question is whether his vision is great enough, inspired enough, and he brings a sufficient power of<br \/>\ninterpretation to render his insight compellingly intelligible and valuable. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nYour reasoning seems to proceed by abolishing the necessary distinctions and running different things into each other. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">1st equation. Philosopher (artist kind) = a man with a constructive as well as a critical vision of life = Shaw. I may add = all<br \/>\npoets, if Matthew Arnold&#8217;s equation about poetry and criticism of life is correct. Hundreds of others also can at this rate be<br \/>\ncalled philosophers.<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-538<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">2nd equation. Mystic = mystic philosopher = philosopher who has notions about supraphysical entities or forces, e.g. Life<br \/>\nForce = Shaw. But a mystic is currently supposed to be one who has mystic experience, and a mystic philosopher is one who has<br \/>\nsuch experience and has formed a view of life in harmony with his experience. Merely to have metaphysical notions about the<br \/>\nInfinite and Godhead and underlying or overshadowing forces does not make a man a mystic. One would never think of applying such a term to Spinoza, Kant or Hegel: even Plato does not fit into the term though Pythagoras has a good claim to it.<br \/>\nHegel and other transcendental or idealistic philosophers were great intellects, not mystics. Shaw is a keen and forceful intellect<br \/>\n(I cannot call him a great thinker<sup><font size=\"2\">8<\/font><\/sup>) but his ideas about the<br \/>\n\t\t\tLife-Force certainly do not make him a mystic. And do you really<br \/>\ncall that a constructive vision of life &#8213;a vague notion about a Life-Force pushing towards an evolutionary manifestation and<br \/>\na brilliant <\/span> <i><span lang=\"fr\">jeu d&#8217;esprit<\/span><span lang=\"en-gb\"> <\/span> <\/i><br \/>\n<span lang=\"en-gb\"><br \/>\n<span lang=\"en-gb\">about long life and people born out of eggs and certain extraordinary operations of mind and body<br \/>\nin these semi-immortals who seem to have been very much at a loss what to do with their immortality? I do not deny that<br \/>\nthere are keen and brilliant ideas and views everywhere (that is Shaw&#8217;s wealthy stock-in-trade), even an occasional profound<br \/>\nperception; but that does not make a man either a mystic or a philosopher or a great thought-creator. Shaw has a sufficiently<br \/>\nhigh place in his own kind &#8213;why try to make him out more than he is? Shakespeare is a great poet and dramatist, but to try<br \/>\nto make him out a great philosopher also would not increase but rather imperil his high repute. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">May 1932 <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n*<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> I admit that in the real, experiential sense Shaw is not a mystic, though definitely religious at the core<br \/>\n&#8213;in an unconventional<br \/>\nway of his own. Nor does he belong to the company of the <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;text-indent:25pt\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">8 An admirable many-sided intelligence and an acute critic discussing penetratingly<br \/>\nor discoursing acutely or constructively on many problems or presenting with force or point many aspects of life, he is not a creator or disseminator of the great illuminating<br \/>\nideas that leave their mark on the centuries. &nbsp; <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-539<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> giant abstractionists. He is a philosopher only in as much as his outlook on basic realities is, unlike as in poets, sufficiently<br \/>\nargued and interpreted by him in relation to general issues of philosophy and life, and a mystic philosopher only from the<br \/>\nwestern view-point. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nAt that rate anybody is a mystic or a philosopher and these two<br \/>\nwords have no longer any value. I do not admit that Shaw has a reasoned theory about basic realities; the only realities he or his<br \/>\ncharacters have argued about are the things of the surface; even his Life-Force is only a thing of the surface or, at the most, just<br \/>\nunder the surface. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> The right of Plato [<i>to be considered a mystic<\/i>] is regarded as<br \/>\nbeyond question; Spinoza with his &#8220;amor intellectualis Dei&#8221; is, outside the Catholic Church, also hailed as such; and even<br \/>\nKant I have found looked upon in the same light. In our own day it is common, I believe, to refer to Bergson or Bradley as<br \/>\nmystical. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nRegarded, looked upon <\/i>by whom? It was not so in my time at<br \/>\nleast in Europe. Plato was never called a mystic then; Hegel was regarded as a transcendentalist but no mystic; if you had called<br \/>\nKant or Spinoza mystics people would have stared. To believe in the Absolute or something metaphysical or supraphysical does<br \/>\n<i>\u00b4<\/i> not make one a mystic philosopher, nor does belief in the <i>\u00e9lan<\/i><br \/>\n<i>vital <\/i>or a dry and geometric <i>amor intellectualis Dei<\/i>. The NeoPlatonists and the Neo-Hegelians stand on the border. If all these<br \/>\nare the Western view-point packed in one mystic box, it is a very new Western view-point, a new language of confusion in this age<br \/>\nof confusion, I suppose. It must be like the idea of spirituality in the minds of many people in the West in which mind and spirit<br \/>\nare the same thing and to have a fine feeling or an idealistic thought is the very height of spirituality. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> I should like to know whether, in your opinion, Shaw comes off badly in comparison with Wells or Chesterton or Russell as<br \/>\na thinker. And do you mind expatiating on Shaw as a dramatist and a writer of prose?<br \/>\n &nbsp; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-540<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n <\/i><br \/>\n I refuse to accept the men you name, with the exception of<br \/>\nRussell, as serious thinkers. Wells is a super-journalist, super-pamphleteer and story-teller. I imagine that within a generation<br \/>\nof his death his speculations will cease to be read or remembered; his stories may endure longer. Chesterton is a brilliant<br \/>\nessayist who has written verse too of an appreciable brilliance and managed some good stories. Unlike Wells he has some gift<br \/>\nof style and he has caught the trick of wit and constant paradox which gives a fictitious semblance of enhanced value to his ideas.<br \/>\nThese are men of contemporary fame; Shaw has more chance of lasting, but there is no certain certitude, because he has no<br \/>\natom of constructive power. He has constructed nothing large, but he has criticised most things. At every page he shows the<br \/>\ndissolvent critical mind and it is a dissolvent of great power; beyond that, he has popularised the ideas of Fabian Socialism<br \/>\nand other constructive view-points caught up by him from the surrounding atmosphere, but with temperamental qualifications<br \/>\nand variations, for the inordinately critical character of his mind prevents him from entirely agreeing with anybody. Criticism is<br \/>\nalso a great power and there are some purely critical minds that have become immortals, Voltaire for instance; Shaw on his<br \/>\nown level may survive &#8213;only his thinking is more of a personal type and not classic and typical of a fundamental current of the<br \/>\nhuman intellect like Voltaire. His personality may help him, as Johnson was helped by his personality to live. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">Shaw is not a dramatist; I don&#8217;t think he ever wrote a drama; <i>Candida <\/i>is perhaps the nearest he came to one. He is a first-class<br \/>\nplay-writer, &#8213;a brilliant conversationalist in stage dialogue and a manufacturer of speaking intellectualised puppets made to<br \/>\ndevelop and represent by their talk and carefully wire-pulled movements his ideas about men, life and things. He gives his<br \/>\ncharacters minds of various quality and they are expressing their minds all the time; sometimes he paints on them some striking<br \/>\nvital colour, but with a few exceptions they are not living beings like those of the great or even of the lesser dramatists. There<br \/>\n<i>are<\/i>, however, a few exceptions, such as the three characters in <i>Candida<\/i>, and as a supremely clever playwright with a strong<br \/>\n &nbsp; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-541<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>intellectual force and some genius he may very well survive. He has a very striking and cogent and incisive style admirably fitted<br \/>\nfor its work, and he sometimes tries his hand at eloquence, but &#8220;heights of passionate eloquence&#8221; is a very unreal phrase. I never<br \/>\nfound that in Shaw anywhere; whatever mental ardours he may have, his mind as a whole is too cool, balanced, incisive to let<br \/>\nitself go in that manner. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p><font size=\"2\">May 1932<br \/>\n<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p><b>Shaw&#8217;s Personality and Place in Literature <\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>The Shavian assertiveness is not offensive (as the Hugoesque<br \/>\ntends to be) because it is full also of a smiling self-mockery, an irony that out of a form of deliberate self-praise cuts at itself and<br \/>\nthe world in one lump. It is curious that so many people seem to miss this character of Shaw&#8217;s self-assertiveness and self-praise,<br \/>\nits essential humour. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p><font size=\"2\">28 August 1932 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>*<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nI do not agree that Wells and others are more serious than Shaw<br \/>\n&#8213;if by seriousness is meant earnestness of belief in one&#8217;s ideals and sincerity in the intelligence. These can exist very well behind<br \/>\na triple breast-plate of satire and humour. Shaw&#8217;s merits are surely greater than you seem disposed to admit in your letter.<br \/>\nThe tide is turning against him after being strongly for him &#8213;under compulsion from his own power and will, but nothing can<br \/>\nalter the fact that he was one of the keenest and most powerful minds of the age with an originality in his way of looking at<br \/>\nthings which no one else could equal. If what was original in him has become the common stock of contemporary thought, it<br \/>\nwas his power and forcefulness that made it so &#8213;it is no more to be counted against him than the deplorable fact that<br \/>\n<i>Hamlet<\/i><br \/>\nis only &#8220;a string of quotations&#8221; is damaging to Shakespeare! I do not share your exasperation against Shavianism<br \/>\n&#8213;I find in it a<br \/>\ndelightful note and am thankful to Shaw for being so refreshingly different from other men that to read even an ordinary interview<br \/>\nwith him in a newspaper is always an intellectual pleasure. As for his being one of the most<br \/>\noriginal personalities of the age, there<br \/>\n &nbsp; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-542<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n <\/i><br \/>\n can be no doubt of that. All that I deny to him is a constructive<br \/>\nand creative mind &#8213;but his critical force, in certain fields at least, as a critic of man and life was very great and in that field<br \/>\nhe can in a sense be called creative &#8213;in the sense that he created a singularly effective and living form for his criticism of life. It<br \/>\nis not great tragic or comic drama, but it is something original and strong and altogether of its own kind<br \/>\n&#8213;so, up to that limit,<br \/>\nI qualify my statement that Shaw was no creator. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">As to the other writers about whom you ask for my judgment, I do not feel inclined to be drawn at present; I would have to say too much, if I started saying anything at all. Galsworthy<br \/>\nI have not read &#8213;all I can say of the rest is that I do not share the contemporary idea about them<br \/>\n\t&#8213;so far as I have read their<br \/>\nwork. Contemporary fame, contemporary opinion are creations of the hour and can die with the hour. I fail to see in many<br \/>\nof these much-praised writers of the time either the power of style or the power of critical mind or creative imagination<br \/>\nthat ensures survival. There is plenty of effective writing or skilful workmanship, but that is not enough to make literary<br \/>\nimmortals. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">8 September 1932 <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> *<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nWhy do you want Shaw to be tied to some intellectual dogma<br \/>\nand square all his acts, views and sullies to it? He is too penetrating and sincere a mind to be a stiff partisan<br \/>\n&#8213;when he sees<br \/>\nsomething which qualifies the &#8220;ism&#8221; &#8213;even that on whose side he is standing &#8213;he says so; that need not weaken the ideal<br \/>\nbehind, it is likely to make it more plastic and practicable. However, enough of Shaw; I have to answer Amal&#8217;s question<br \/>\nand that ought to finish with him. I will only add that whatever his manner, it does not appear to me that he writes merely to<br \/>\nshock but to expose in a vivid way the stupidity of the human mind in taking established things and ideas for granted. If he<br \/>\ndoes it in a striking and amusing way, why so much the livelier and the better! <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"2\">9 September 1932 &nbsp; <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-543<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p><b>Kipling<\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>No use of success unless it is deserved. Can&#8217;t forget that Kipling<br \/>\nfor whose poetry I have a Noble contempt (his prose has value, at least the <i>Jungle Book<br \/>\n<\/i>and some short stories) was illegitimately<br \/>\nNobelised by this confounded prize. Contemporary &#8220;success&#8221; of fame is a deceit and a snare. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p><font size=\"2\">12 September 1938 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p><b>Lawrence<\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>I have not read anything of Lawrence, but I have recently seen indications about him from many quarters; the impression given<br \/>\nwas that of a man of gifts who failed for want of vital balance &#8213;like so many others. The prose you have turned into verse<br \/>\n&#8213; very well, as usual, &#8213;has certainly quality, though there is not enough to form a definite judgment. A seeker who missed the<br \/>\nissue, I should imagine &#8213;misled by the vitalistic stress to which the mind of today is a very harassed captive. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p><font size=\"2\">16 June 1932 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>*<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nAs far as the photograph of which you speak can be taken as showing the man &#8213;it is that of a nature of which the chief<br \/>\ncharacter is intensity, but in a very narrow range. There is here no wide range of ideas or feelings; a few ruling ideas, a few<br \/>\npersistent and keenly acute feelings. The face of a man whose vital is also intense, but without strength and therefore over<br \/>\nsensitive. There may well be a strong idealistic tendency &#8213;but there is not likely to be much power to carry out the ideals. This<br \/>\nis the character; as for the genius, if there is any, it will depend on other things which may not find positive expression in the<br \/>\noutward appearance; for the external man is often the medium of a Power that is beyond him. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">I shall keep the book for a few days<br \/>\n&#8213;if you don&#8217;t need it, &#8213;just to glance through it; it is too big to read in detail. I know<br \/>\nnothing of Lawrence; I shall see if I can pick up something from here. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> <font size=\"2\">25 September 1932 <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n*<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n &nbsp; <\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-544<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n <\/i><br \/>\n I must read Huxley&#8217;s preface [<i>to<br \/>\n<\/i>The Letters of D. H. Lawrence]<br \/>\nand glance at some letters before venturing on any comments &#8213;like the reviewers who frisk about, a page here and a page<br \/>\nthere, and then write an ample or devastating review. Anyhow it seems to me Lawrence must have been a difficult man to<br \/>\nlive with, even for him it must have been difficult to live with himself. His photograph confirms that view. But a man at war<br \/>\nwith himself can write excellent poetry &#8213;if he is a poet; often better poetry than another, just as Shakespeare wrote his best<br \/>\ntragedies when he was in a state of chaotic upheaval; at least so his interpreters say. But one needs a higher and more calm<br \/>\nand poised inspiration to write poems of harmony and divine balance than any Lawrence ever had. I stick to my idea of the<br \/>\nevil influence of theories on a man of genius. If he had been contented to write things of beauty instead of bare rockies and<br \/>\ndry deserts, he might have done splendidly and ranked among the great poets. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n <font size=\"2\">3 July 1936 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n *<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nAll great personalities have a strong ego of one kind or another &#8213;for that matter it does not need to be a big personality to<br \/>\nbe ego-centred; ego-centricity is the very nature of life in the Ignorance, &#8213;even the sattwic man, the philanthropist, the altruist live for and round their ego. Society imposes an effort to restrain and when one cannot restrain at least to disguise<br \/>\nit. Morality&#8217;s highest business is to control or widen, refine or sublimate it so that it shall be able to exceed itself or use itself<br \/>\nin the service of things bigger than its own primary egoism. But none of these things enables one to escape from it. It is only by<br \/>\nfinding something deep within or above ourselves and making <i>laya <\/i>(dissolution) of the ego in that that it is possible. It is what<br \/>\nLawrence saw and it was his effort to do it that made him &#8220;other&#8221; than those who associated with him<br \/>\n&#8213;but he could not<br \/>\nfind out the way. It was a strange mistake to seek it in sexuality; it was also a great mistake to seek it at the wrong end of the nature. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">What you say about the discovery of the defects of human nature is no doubt true. Human nature is full of defects and can<br \/>\n &nbsp; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-545<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>not be otherwise, but there are other elements and possibilities in it which, although never quite unmixed, have to be seen to<br \/>\nget a whole view. But the discovery of the truth about human beings need not lead to cynicism; it may lead to a calm aloofness<br \/>\nand irony which has nothing disappointed or bitter in it; or it may lead to a large psychic charity which recognises the truth<br \/>\nbut makes all allowances and is ready to love and to help in spite of all. In the spiritual consciousness one is blind to nothing, but<br \/>\nsees also that which is within behind these coverings, the divine element not yet released, and is neither deceived nor repelled<br \/>\nand discouraged. That inner greater thing that was in Lawrence and which he sought for is in everybody: he may not have found<br \/>\nit and his defects of nature may have prevented its release, but it is there. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">I do not know about the lovableness; what you say is partly true, but lovableness may exist in spite of ego and all kinds of<br \/>\ndefects and people may feel it. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> <font size=\"2\">3 July 1936 <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> *<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nLawrence had the psychic push inside towards the Unseen and<br \/>\nBeyond at the same time as a push towards the vital life which came in its way. He was trying to find his way between the two<br \/>\nand mixed them up together till at the end he got his mental liberation from the tangle though not yet any clear knowledge<br \/>\nof the way &#8213;for that I suppose he will have to be born nearer the East or in any case in surroundings which will enable him to<br \/>\nget at the Light. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> <font size=\"2\">9 July 1936<br \/>\n<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><b>Sri Aurobindo and Criticism of Fiction<\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nIt is true I read through Aldous Huxley&#8217;s monster, but it took me<br \/>\nseveral months to finish it. This is not because I object to &#8220;light&#8221; literature, but because I had only an occasional quarter of an<br \/>\nhour in three or four days to glance at it. If Sarat Chatterji does not mind my treating his book to the same tortoise dharma,<br \/>\nI will undertake to read it; but I can make no promise as to time etc. Possibly it will take less time than the Round Table<br \/>\n &nbsp; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-546<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\tConference. As to giving him a new turn, that, I fear, is beyond<br \/>\nme; besides, in this field I was once a voracious reader, but never a critic or creator. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> <font size=\"2\">8 June 1931 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n *<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nAs to the novel, perhaps I simply meant that I was unwilling to exercise my critic&#8217;s scalpel on a living master of the art. In poetry<br \/>\nit is different because I am there both a critic and a creator. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> <font size=\"2\">22 June 1931<br \/>\n<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><font size=\"3\"><br \/>\n\t\t\t<b>Great Novelists <\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>The great novelists like the great dramatists have been usually<br \/>\nmen who lived widely or intensely and brought a world out of the combination of their inner and their outer observation,<br \/>\nvision, experience. Of course if you have a world in yourself, that is another matter. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> <font size=\"2\">22 September 1936 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><b>Bankim Chandra Chatterji <\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>Depreciation of Bankim is absurd; he is and will always rank as one of the great creators and his prose stands among the ten or<br \/>\ntwelve best prose-styles in the world&#8217;s literature. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> <font size=\"2\">December 1932<br \/>\n<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><b>Great Prose Stylists <\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>I stand rather aghast at your summons to stand and deliver<br \/>\nthe names of the ten or twelve best prose styles in the world&#8217;s literature. I had no names in mind and I used the incautious<br \/>\nphrase only to indicate the high place I thought Bankim held among the great masters of language. To rank the poets on<br \/>\ndifferent grades of the Hill of Poetry is a pastime which may be a little frivolous and unnecessary, but possible if not altogether<br \/>\npermissible. I would not venture to try the same game with the prose-writers who are multitudinous and do not present the<br \/>\nsame marked and unmistakable differences of level and power. &nbsp; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-547<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>The prose field is a field, it is not a mountain. It has eminences, but its high tops are not so high, the drops not so low as in<br \/>\npoetical literature. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">Then again there are great writers in prose and great prose<br \/>\nwriters and the two are by no means the same thing. Dickens and Balzac are great novelists, but their style or their frequent absence of style had better not be described; Scott attempts a style, but it is neither blameless nor has distinguishing merit. Other<br \/>\nnovelists have an adequate style and a good one but their prose is not quoted as a model and they are remembered not for that but<br \/>\nas creators. You speak of Meredith, and if Meredith had always written with as pure a mastery as he did in<br \/>\n<i>Richard Feverel <\/i>he<br \/>\nmight have figured as a pre-eminent master of language, but the creator and the thinker played many tricks on the stylist in the<br \/>\nbulk of his work. I was writing of prose styles and what was in my mind was those achievements in which language reached its<br \/>\nacme of perfection in one manner or other so that whatever the writer touched became a thing of beauty<br \/>\n\t&#8213;no matter what its<br \/>\nsubstance &#8213;or a perfect form and memorable. Bankim seemed to me to have achieved that in his own way as Plato in his<br \/>\nor Cicero or Tacitus in theirs or in French literature, Voltaire, Flaubert or Anatole France. I could name others, especially in<br \/>\nFrench which is the greatest store-house of fine prose among the world&#8217;s languages<br \/>\n\t&#8213;there is no other to match it. Matthew<br \/>\nArnold once wrote a line something like this: <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> France great in all great arts, in none supreme, <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nto which someone very aptly replied, &#8220;And what then of the art of prose-writing? Is it not a great art and who can approach<br \/>\nFrance there? All prose of other languages seems beside its perfection, lucidity, measure almost clumsy.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">There are many remarkable prose-writers in English, but that perfection which is almost like a second nature to the<br \/>\nFrench writers is not so common. The great prose-writers in English seem to seize by the personality they express in their<br \/>\nstyles, rather than by its perfection as an instrument &#8213;it is true at least of the earliest and I think too of the later writers. Lamb <\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-548<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\twhom you mention is a signal example of a writer who erected his<br \/>\n\t\t\tpersonality into a style and lives by that achievement &#8213;Pater<br \/>\nand Wilde are other examples. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">As for Bengali we have had Bankim and have still Tagore<br \/>\nand Sarat Chatterji. That is sufficient achievement for a single century. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">I have not answered your question<br \/>\n&#8213;but I have explained my phrase and I think that is all you can expect from me. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> <font size=\"2\">15 September 1933 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><b>Saratchandra Chatterji <\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<\/b><br \/>\nWhat is stamped on Saratchandra&#8217;s work everywhere is a large intelligence, an acute and accurate observation of men and things<br \/>\nand a heart full of sympathy for sorrow and suffering. Too sensitive to be quite at ease with the world and also perhaps too<br \/>\nclear-sighted. Much fineness of mind and refinement of the vital nature. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> <font size=\"2\">March 1935 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">*<\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nNovels deal with the vital life of men, so necessarily they bring that atmosphere. Saratchandra is a highly emotional writer with<br \/>\na great power of presenting the feelings and movements of the human vital. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> <font size=\"2\">13 March 1936 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><b>Alexander Dumas<br \/>\n<\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>Dumas&#8217; &#8220;history&#8221; is all slap and dash adventure &#8213;amusing, rather than solidly interesting. But it is all the history known to<br \/>\nmany people in France &#8213;just as many in England gather their history from Shakespeare&#8217;s plays. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> <font size=\"2\">2 December 1934 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><b>Victor Hugo <\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> When I said to Pavitra that<br \/>\n\t\t\t<i><span lang=\"fr\">Les Mis\u00e9rables<\/span> <\/i><br \/>\n\t\t\twas one of the<br \/>\ngreat works of art he replied &#8220;Faugh! What a shallow thing.&#8221; But I believe I heard from Amrita that you used to regard it as<br \/>\none of the world&#8217;s great novels. &nbsp; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-549<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>It is not one of the masterpieces of &#8220;art&#8221;, but I regard it as the work of a powerful genius and certainly one of the great novels.<br \/>\nIt is certainly not philosophically or psychologically deep, but it is exceedingly vivid and powerful. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p><font size=\"2\">25 April 1937 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>*<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nPeople have different tastes &#8213;some regard Hugo as a childish writer, a rhetorician without depth<br \/>\n&#8213;others regard him as a<br \/>\ngreat poet and novelist. One has to form one&#8217;s own judgment and leave others to hold theirs. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> <font size=\"2\">26 April 1937 <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n*<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> I should like to know whether, in criticising novels, one has a right to depreciate a work because it is not very deep. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nThat is again a matter of opinion. There is the position that plot and character-presentation are sufficient and for the rest a large<br \/>\nor great theme &#8213;one of the well-recognised human situations or a picture of life largely dealt with<br \/>\n&#8213;and no more is necessary.<br \/>\nMost famous English novels of the past are like that. There is another position that subtle psychology, deep and true presentation<br \/>\n(not merely imaginative or idealistic) of the profounder problems or secrets of life and nature are needed. Hugo&#8217;s characters and<br \/>\nsituations are thought by many to be melodramatic or superficial and untrue. His novels like his dramas are &#8220;romantic&#8221; and the<br \/>\npresent trend is against the romantic treatment of life as superficial, childishly over-coloured and false. The disparagement of<br \/>\nwhat was formerly considered great is common on that ground. &#8220;Faugh!&#8221; expresses the feeling. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> <font size=\"2\">27 April 1937 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><b>Dickens and Balzac <\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> For literary creation and effective expression, who will deny that style has a great force? <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nOf course; without style there is no literature &#8213;except in fiction, where a man with bad style like Dickens or Balzac can make up<br \/>\nby vigour and the power of his substance. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> <font size=\"2\">29 October 1933 <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> *<br \/>\n&nbsp; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-550<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> Charles Dickens says, that is, makes a character speak (seriously): &#8220;My eyes stood staring above his head&#8221;! <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nDickens is the most slipshod of all English writers<br \/>\n\t&#8213;his English<br \/>\nstyle is not worth a cuss. This sentence is the proof. The character&#8217;s &#8220;eyes stood above somebody else&#8217;s head staring&#8221; no doubt<br \/>\nat their own position in astonishment at his English. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">His merit lies in his stories and characters (some of them)<br \/>\nnot in his language which is bad. The same may be said of Balzac who is the greatest of French novelists but the worst of French<br \/>\nwriters. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> <font size=\"2\">13 June 1938 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><b>Romain Rolland <\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> Somnath was drawn to the spiritual life through reading novels<br \/>\nlike <i>Jean Christophe<\/i>. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nI have not read <i>Jean Christophe<\/i>, but Rolland is an idealist who<br \/>\ntakes interest in spiritual mysticism &#8213;not himself a man of spiritual experience. It is quite natural that such a man&#8217;s writings<br \/>\nshould produce an effect on an intellectual man more easily than a religious or spiritual work. Somnath was not religious-minded,<br \/>\nso a religious work would not move him because it would be too far from his own way of thinking and turn of seeing. A spiritual<br \/>\nbook would not reach him, for he would not understand or feel the spiritual experiences or knowledge contained in it, they being<br \/>\nquite foreign to his then consciousness. On the other hand a book by an intellectual idealist with an intellectual turn towards<br \/>\nspirituality would suit his own temperament and outlook and draw his thoughts that way. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> <font size=\"2\">26 October 1935 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><b>French &#8220;Psychic&#8221; Romances <\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> If and when chemistry advances and enters the supraphysical regions it will try to bring down peace in a vacuum bottle and<br \/>\nanalyse and synthetise it in some way. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nIf you read the French romances about &#8220;psychic&#8221; matters you<br \/>\nwill find that their highest imagination is machinery, &#8213;machines &nbsp; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-551<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>for registering peoples&#8217; thoughts, machines for storing up the psychic energy of &#8220;a living Buddha&#8221; (a Buddha, by the way, with<br \/>\nsome hundred concubines) into which he puts his will-force so that when it is turned on millions of soldiers will march in a<br \/>\nhypnotised trance to battle performing manoeuvres according to silent orders from the machine, etc. etc. So your suppositions<br \/>\nare not unlikely. One of the reasons why many Americans want Yoga is that it may make them successful in all they undertake,<br \/>\nprofessors, businessmen etc. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p><font size=\"2\">29 April 1935<br \/>\n<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p><b>Contemporary Detective Stories <\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>The detective stories of today are much better than those of the<br \/>\nSherlock Holmes time. This kind of writing has been taken up by men with imagination and literary talent who would not have<br \/>\ntouched it before. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p><font size=\"2\">30 September 1935<br \/>\n<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p><b>On Some Musicians <\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>As to Sahana&#8217;s question, I am unable to say much &#8213;I have no<br \/>\nspecial competence in this sphere of music and do not know on what aesthetic ground she stands in this matter. These things<br \/>\nare mysterious in their origin and so it is said &#8220;<i>De gustibus non<\/i> <i>est disputandum<\/i>&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8213;&#8221;There can be no disputing about tastes.&#8221;<br \/>\nSome connoisseurs of music exalt Wagner as a god or a Titan, others speak of him with depreciation and celebrate the godhead<br \/>\nof Verdi who is disclaimed by their opponents. Yet I suppose the genius of neither can be disputed. So far as I can make out<br \/>\nfrom her statement, Sahana does not dispute your genius or the aesthetic quality of your music, but something in her does<br \/>\nnot respond &#8213;if so, it is either a matter of temperament or it is that she is looking for something else, some other vibration<br \/>\nthan that given by your music. If it is only conservatism and an unwillingness to admit new forms or new laws of creation, that<br \/>\nis obviously a mental limitation and can disappear only with more plasticity of mind or a change of the angle of vision<br \/>\n&#8213;I<br \/>\ndon&#8217;t know that I can say anything more &#8213;or more definite. &nbsp; <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-552<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;text-indent:25pt\">\n <\/i><br \/>\n As for Sahana&#8217;s singing, she seems to succeed when she can<br \/>\nforget herself in her singing and to fail when she has to think of her audience or of success and failure. That would mean that she<br \/>\nis in a certain stage of inner development where the inner state makes all the difference. I would hazard the conclusion that her<br \/>\nfuture as a singer on the old psychological lines hardly exists, but she has to find fully her soul, her inner self and with it the<br \/>\ninner singer. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> <font size=\"2\">8 September 1937<br \/>\n<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;text-indent:25pt\">\n &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><b>Beethoven <\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;text-indent:25pt\">\n &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>There can be no doubt that Beethoven&#8217;s music was often from<br \/>\nanother world; so it is quite possible for it to give the key to an inwardly sensitive hearer or to one who is seeking or ready for<br \/>\nthe connection to be made. But I think it is very few who get beyond being aesthetically moved by a sense of greater things;<br \/>\nto lay the hand on the key and use it is rare. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;text-indent:25pt\">\n &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"><b><br \/>\nBhatkhande <\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;text-indent:25pt\">\n &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<p>Yes, I have read your article on Bhatkhande. Very interesting: the character came home to me as a sublimation of a type I was very<br \/>\nfamiliar with when in Baroda. Very amusing his encounters with the pundits &#8213;especially the Socratic way of self-depreciation<br \/>\nheightened almost to the Japanese pitch. His photograph you sent me shows a keen and powerful face full of genius and<br \/>\ncharacter. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> <font size=\"2\">February 1937<br \/>\n &nbsp;<br \/>\n<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-553<\/font><\/font><\/span><\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Philosophers, Intellectuals, Novelists and Musicians &nbsp; Western Notions of the History of Philosophy &nbsp; It is very strange that in books on philosophy by European&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[51],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2510","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-27-letters-on-poetry-and-art","wpcat-51-id"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2510","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2510"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2510\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2510"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2510"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2510"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}