The Moslem Paradise is a very Earthly Paradise.

But with all their fine apprehensions, the Jews suffer from one heavy calamity; that of being a Chosen Race.
It is the vice of any patriotism or religion depending on race that the individual is himself the thing to be worshipped; the individual is his own ideal, and even his own idol.
This fancy was fatal to the Germans; it is fatal to the Anglo-Saxons, whenever any of them forswear the glorious name of Englishmen and Americans to fall into that forlorn description.
This is not so when the nation is felt as a noble abstraction, of which the individual is proud in the abstract.
A Frenchman is proud of France, and therefore may think himself unworthy of France.

But a German is proud of being a German; and he cannot be too unworthy to be a German when he is a German.
In short, mere family pride flatters every member of the family; it produced the arrogance of the Germans, and it is capable of producing a much subtler kind of arrogance in the Jews.

From this particular sort of self-deception the more savage man of the desert is free.
If he is not considering somebody as a Moslem, he will consider him as a man.

At the price of something like barbarism, he has at least been saved from ethnology.
But here again the obvious is a limit as well as a light to him.
It does not permit, for instance, anything fine or subtle in the sentiment of sex.