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In former ages we found a great deal of art in religion.
Religion was the orthodoxy of those days: art has become almost the only orthodoxy of these.
But it is the ancient Church that can again startle the world with the paradoxes of Christianity.
If you cannot enjoy the universe, it is better to throw it up; but it will leave you weak and sensitive and any spirit that you touch will infallibly fly to your head.
The commonwealth is a clearinghouse of cases we never open and presents we never enjoy.
But the first difficulty is that these are sometimes the very things with which the unifiers of religions disagree.
What is bottled up in one place breaks out in another place; only it is the wrong place instead of the right place.
Perhaps for the first time, the degradation of Man has been openly declared; in a theory that he can be persuaded without being convinced.
That is the best of Christmas—it is a startling and disturbing happiness; an uncomfortable comfort.
We are psychological Christians even when we are not theological ones.
Now I am delighted and astonished every morning to find a present so big that it takes two stockings to hold it, and then leaves a great deal outside... >>
Once I only thanked Santa Claus for a few dolls and crackers.
Now, I thank him for stars and street faces and wine and the great sea. >>