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no way aspiring to be instrumental, perhaps it might be true, that without
pushing the limits, without crazy-seeming innovation and experiment, people, and
literature, and all forms of art would stagnate . . . and without knowing it . . . because
you can’t know something without something to know it by. So maybe we ought not
to resent or resist those things which we cannot understand – even though
fearing the unknown is a natural human instinct – but rather brave the intangible, plunge into its dark and
delight in it; and increase within the wherewithal to know it by. Else, what
will we gain from sticking to our own pride’s right to comprehend everything before
we approve of it? We will gain only dimming pools of reluctant water, and
perpetually paralyze our powers of perception. But anyone who has once learned to
surrender their impressions finds a new world forming there, where they let go,
and an eager surge of lively water, rising in a new awakening.
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