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If I love fervently- When I feel my heart expand toward or about anything I am in the embrace of God - when I feel the hatred closing in. The cold shrinking pain of hatred, indifferences,  - hardness - or selfishness, it is the Devil's poison-touch in my vitals - and a misery to myself or someone else is born from it -

I wont ask you to be patient with my moralizing. You want me I know to write out what I am thinking and feeling - [[crossed-out]] There must be no shut doors ... [[illegible]] [[?]] [[/crossed-out]]

I have written this at two different times. [[crossed-out]] Last night I had a [[?]] [[/crossed-out]] 

I have seemed very queer to myself this summer. I am in a highly wrought emotional state most of the time. In some ways it is well, as I am keenly alive, but there is a great deal of pain mixed with it.  If this vitality of heart that I feel gets into my picture I shall be glad. I have come to the conclusion that it is the emotion-, the soul. The heart beating and shaken, even with tears, that makes the greatness of all really great work - Think of Tolstoi, Burns, Heine & Shiller. With some, like Turner, the heart engine turned the power always, & simply, in one free & wide channel. The engine was never reversed. The power never turned in on himself, nor away from art -


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