"Master, I have started on Wells' 'Passionate Friends' again."
"Good. Is there anything conspicuous in it Ling?"
"How CAN you ask Master. All of Wells' works are brimful of them. But let me quote a doubtless familiar passage: 'But Stephen', she says; 'if none of these things Sperrits are really true, why do they keep on telling them to us? What IS true? What are we for? What is Everything for?'
So you can see, Master, how early the kiddies are made crazy by the mis-education of superstition. The last two questions are in Reality NON-EXISTENT! What are you for? Answer: For You. What is Everything for? Answer: for you and the other you's.
What insane and heavy burden on conscience do these superstitious parents load on their own shoulders by teaching superstition to their offspring!
They are made unorganised, unorganisable, for life. How can one organise his own life when he is not aware of the very basics of life?"
"Indeed, when you are further in the book, you'll see that it is an admirable sketch by Wells of a totally unorganised man. One who does not even recognise the paradox-, the confusion-, in his own Mind and behaviour of: 'I want to make you happy' plus (as well as, simultaneous etc. ) the: 'I want to possess you wholesale'. His whole life is wrecked by the insane obsession with an unattainable goal, the possession on one specific woman. Indeed, the whole book is full of wisdom between the lines, Seneca, Epictetus, etc. etc. Yet, it is a mere novel, a story, for those, not expert in Mind, in the knowledge of Control, and it is pure gold, jewelry, for earnest Mind-Students."