The Ruling Passion: Tales of Nature and Human Nature
Let me never tag a moral to a story, nor tell a story without a meaning. Make me respect my material so much that I dare not slight my work. Help me to deal very honestly with words and with people because they are both alive. Show me that as in a river, so in a writing, clearness is the best quality, and a little that is pure is worth more than much that is mixed. Teach me to see the local colour without being blind to the inner light. Give me an ideal that will stand the strain of weaving into human stuff on the loom of the real. Keep me from caring more for books than for folks, for art than for life. Steady me to do my full stint of work as well as I can: and when that is done, stop me, pay what wages Thou wilt, and help me to say, from a quiet heart, a grateful AMEN.
In every life worth writing about there is a ruling passion,—“the very pulse of the machine.” Unless you touch that, you are groping around outside of reality.
Sometimes it is romantic love: Natures masterpiece of interested benevolence. In almost all lives this passion has its season of empire. Therefore, and rightly, it is the favourite theme of the storyteller. Romantic love interests almost everybody, because almost everybody knows something about it, or would like to know.
But there are other passions, no less real, which also have their place and power in human life. Some of them come earlier, and sometimes they last longer, than romantic love. They play alongside of it and are mixed up with it, now checking it, now advancing its flow and tingeing it with their own colour.
Just because love is so universal, it is often to one of the other passions that we must look for the distinctive hue, the individual quality of a life-story. Granted, if you will, that everybody must fall in love, or ought to fall in love, How will he do it? And what will he do afterwards? These are questions not without interest to one who watches the human drama as a friend. The answers depend upon those hidden and durable desires, affections, and impulses to which men and women give themselves up for rule and guidance.
Henry Van Dyke
THE RULING PASSION
A WRITER’S REQUEST OF HIS MASTER
PREFACE
I. A LOVER OF MUSIC
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II. THE REWARD OF VIRTUE
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III. A BRAVE HEART
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IV. THE GENTLE LIFE
V. A FRIEND OF JUSTICE
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VI. THE WHITE BLOT
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VII. A YEAR OF NOBILITY
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ENTER THE MARQUIS
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AN ALLIANCE OF RIVALS
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A HAPPY ENDING WHICH IS ALSO A BEGINNING
VIII. THE KEEPER OF THE LIGHT
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You did not suppose that was the end of the story, did you?
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