He may lose all, and _this_ not suffer; he may lose what is materially a trifle, and _this_ leap in his bosom with a cruel pang.

I do not speak of it to hardened theorists: the living man knows keenly what it is I mean.
'Perceive at last that thou hast in thee something better and more divine than the things which cause the various effects, and, as it were, pull thee by the strings.

What is that now in thy mind?
is it fear, or suspicion, or desire, or anything of that kind ?' Thus far Marcus Aurelius, in one of the most notable passages in any book.

Here is a question worthy to be answered.

What is in thy mind?
What is the utterance of your inmost self when, in a quiet hour, it can be heard intelligibly?
It is something beyond the compass of your thinking, inasmuch as it is yourself; but is it not of a higher spirit than you had dreamed betweenwhiles, and erect above all base considerations?
This soul seems hardly touched with our infirmities; we can find in it certainly no fear, suspicion, or desire; we are only conscious--and that as though we read it in the eyes of some one else--of a great and unqualified readiness.