Sublime

To the Romantics what is of supreme reality and value in human nature is not reason but

Bardo Thödol existence, Mr Tagomi thought.

that quite indescribable sense as of a sublime and passionate and heart–moving futility, which is never evoked by deserts or dead men or men neglected and barbarous, which can only be invoked by the sight of the enormous genius of man applied to anything other than the best.

Man is many things, but he is not rational.

"Man doth usurp all space, Stares thee, in rock, bush, river, in the face. Never thine eyes behold a tree; 'Tis no sea thou seest in the sea, 'Tis but a disguised humanity. To avoid thy fellow, vain thy plan; All that interests a man, is man."

To be human is to inhabit some narrative enchantment of the world. Christian worship fuels our imaginations with a biblical picture of a world that, in the words of poet Gerard Manley Hopkins, is “charged with the grandeur of God.”

'Moral education, which ought never, in any circumstances, to be rational.'