The worship of the senses has often been decried, men feeling a natural instinct of terror about passions and sensations that seem stronger than themselves, and that they are conscious of sharing with the less highly organized forms of existence. But it appears that the true nature of the senses has never been understood, and that they remain savage and animal merely because the world has sought to starve them into submission or to kill them by pain, instead of aiming at making them elements of a new spirituality, of which a fine instinct for beauty is to be the dominant characteristics. Looking back on man moving through History, we are haunted by a feeling of loss. So much has been surrendered. And to such little purpose.
