He said: “It does not make me feel small. I feel that I am a part of it all, and one with the universe.”
“Yours is the true feeling,” I answered, “for you are, indeed, a part of it, and the realization of it is within yourself. A kitten in your place would not feel it.”
“I know,” said Marian, “that many people do not feel it. For I have sometimes walked with some one out in the night, or by the sea, and could not speak. And suddenly they said some trivial thing, which showed they did not feel as I did.”
Alfred said he felt overawed by the sea, because it was so strong and big.
“You mean,” I asked, “that it makes you feel helpless before its might?”
“Yes.”
“It has been said,” Henry went on, “that one cannot be an astronomer and not worship, I believe it is true.”
“And now,” I said, “we are coming to the seventh law after all. For by aloofness I mean that the artist, during his act of creation, feels his own immense self, feels the whole universe, and sees himself and all other things as a part in relation to it.”
“I have felt that way sometimes,” said Florence, “just for a moment.”
“It is a momentary realization,” I answered.