Daniel G. Brinton,
The Religious Sentiment
“ In the language of feeling, love is a passion; but it does not spring from feeling alone. It is far more fervid when it rises through intellect than through sense. “Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love,” says the fair Rosalind; and though her saying is not very true as to the love of sense, it is far less true as to the love of intellect. The martyrs to science and religion, to principles and faith, multiply a hundred-fold [59] those to the garden god. The spell of the idea is what“Turns ruin into laughter and death into dreaming.” ”
