Book: Jenny Gerhardt. Page 3

The virtue is generosity, happy to serve everyone, but society is not too appreciates this quality. Rate yourself cheap, you will be neglected, will trample you with their feet; value yourself highly, jota and I do not deserve - and you will be respected. Society as a whole is extremely bad judge of people. His only criterion is "what others say". His only criterion - the sense of self-preservation. Does this your condition? Did so-and-so her purity? As can be seen, only a very few people are able sometimes to Express an independent judgment.

The world of pride and greed looks askance at the idealist, the dreamer. If the dreamer will stare at passing clouds, it will be accused of idleness. If he listens to the song of the wind, they delight his soul, and the surrounding, meanwhile, rush to seize his property. If all the so-called inanimate world will capture it, calling such a tender and enchanting voices that it seems they can't be alive and intelligent, a dreamer dying at the mercy of the elements. The real world always reaches out to such people with their greedy paws, and preempting them. Such life turns into obedient slaves.

Religion is not only entertaining thoughts, speech, which listen on Sundays, but mighty, the living expression of the divine will, inherited from the times when people have been in personal, direct fellowship with God.

Not all intelligence is measured by some one reckless act; not everyone can be judged by one particular passion. In our age, the action of material forces almost invincible, they oppress and crush the soul. With alarming rapidity develops and becomes more complex our civilization, diverse and changing forms of social life, in our fragile, refined and perverse imagination extremely diverse and unexpectedly influenced by such factors as roads, Railways, fast trains, post, Telegraph and telephone, Newspapers - in short, all the mechanism available in our society, means of communication and connection. All of this creates a kaleidoscopic diversity, blinding, chaotic phantasmagoria of life that wearies, stuns the brain and heart. Hence a kind of mental fatigue, and every day multiplies the number of its victims - those who suffer from insomnia, melancholy or black just going crazy. The brain of modern man, apparently, still not able to accommodate, sort and store a huge mass of events and experiences that fall daily on it. We live too visible, there's nowhere to hide from the outside world. We have too much to take. Exactly the everlasting wisdom tries to make his way in close to the skull and fit in the limited minds.