The People of the Abyss

But at the best, it is a dull, animal happiness, the content of the full belly. The dominant note of their lives is materialistic. They are stupid and heavy, without imagination. The Abyss seems to exude a stupefying atmosphere of torpor, which wraps about them and deadens them. Religion passes them by. The Unseen holds for them neither terror nor

No sooner was I out on the streets than I was impressed by the difference in status effected by my clothes.

Man always gets less than he demands from life; and so little do they demand, that the less than little they get cannot save them.

That which made for more life, for physical and spiritual health, was good; that which made for less life, which hurt, and dwarfed, and distorted life, was bad.

I was open to be convinced by the evidence of my eyes, rather than by the teachings of those who had not seen, or by the words of those who had seen and gone before.

a madman who had come to them with better credentials than brains.

I wish to know how those people are living there, and why they are living there, and what they are living for. In short, I am going to live there myself.”