Appreciations and Criticisms of the Works of Charles Dickens (1911)
Friday, January 26, 2018
Nothing is important except the fate of the soul; and literature is
only redeemed from an utter triviality, surpassing that of naughts and
crosses, by the fact that it describes not the world around us or the things
on the retina of the eye or the enormous irrelevancy of encyclopædias,
but some condition to which the human spirit can come. All good writers
express the state of their souls, even (as occurs in some cases of very good
writers) if it is a state of damnation.
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