Thursday, December 07, 2017
Mysticism
Aldous Huxley (1894-1963), "Vulgarity in Literature," Music at Night and Other Essays (London: Chatto & Windus, 1949; rpt. 1957), pp. 270-336 (at 317):
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'Mysticism? What you mean is misty schism,' was the remark once made to a friend of mine (who moves, as I, alas, do not, in the highest ecclesiastical circles) by a more than ordinarily eminent Eminence. The pun is not a bad one and, like the best Irish bulls, is pregnant. For the literature of mysticism, which is a literature about the inexpressible, is for the most part misty indeed — a London fog, but coloured pink.
