Pasteur will be celebrated almost as a God-like figure. This is when the moon completes her great cycle, but by other rumors, he shall be dishonored.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
A body of work such as Pasteur's is inconceivable in our time: no man would be given a chance to create a whole science. Nowadays a path is scarcely opened up when the crowd begins to pour in.
Whoso will pray, he must fast and be clean, And fat his soul, and make his body lean.
We look at the Mona Lisa and say we're going to do our version of the Mona Lisa. We mirror it. But exaptation would say that painting the Mona Lisa would lead to a whole new place... Bugs Bunny.
For if the honour paid to Him is shared by others, He altogether ceases to be worshipped, since His religion requires us to believe that He is the one and only God.
It would be flattering to be thought of as someone who celebrated life.
It's every woman's tragedy, that, after a certain age, she looks like a female impersonator. Mind you, we've known some lovely female impersonators, in our time.
And in fact, I think the more we start to worship perfection the more soul leaks out of art.
God is to be worshipped as the one beloved, dearer than everything in this and next life.
We eat up artists like there's going to be a famine at the end.
The Moon! Artemis! the great goddess of the splendid past of men! Are you going to tell me she is a dead lump?