. . .
"I couldn't help it, White. I couldn't help it. . . .
"The main thing, the impersonal thing, goes on. One thinks, one
learns, one adds one's contribution of experience and understanding.
The spirit of the race goes on to light and comprehension. In spite
of accidents. In spite of individual blundering.
"It would be absurd anyhow to suppose that nobility is so easy as to
come slick and true on every occasion. . . .
"If one gives oneself to any long aim one must reckon with minor
disasters. This Research I undertook grows and grows. I believe in
it more and more. The more it asks from me the more I give to it.
When I was a youngster I thought the thing I wanted was just round
the corner. I fancied I would find out the noble life in a year or
two, just what it was, just where it took one, and for the rest of
my life I would live it. Finely. But I am just one of a multitude
of men, each one going a little wrong, each one achieving a little
right. And the noble life is a long, long way ahead. . . . We are
working out a new way of living for mankind, a new rule, a new
conscience.
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