It finds that there is a veritable inner world, not merely of phantasy, but of profound heart-searching experience; where the soul is in touch with another order of realities and knows itself to be an inheritor of Eternal Life.

Here unique things happen.

A power is at work, and new apprehensions are born.

And now for the first time the self discovers itself to be striking a balance between this inner and the outer life, and in its own small way--but still, most fruitfully--enriching action with the fruits of contemplation.

If it will give to the learning of this new art--to the disciplining and refining of this affective thought--even a fraction of the diligence which it gives to the learning of a new game, it will find itself repaid by a progressive purity of vision, a progressive sense of assurance, an ever-increasing delicacy of moral discrimination and demand.
Psychologists, as we have seen, divide men into introverts and extroverts; but as a matter of fact we must regard both these extreme types as defective.