A work of art is never beautiful by decree, objectivelyand for all. Hence criticism is useless, it exists onlysubjectively, for each man separately, without theslightest character of universality. Does anyone think hehas found a psychic base common to all mankind? Theattempt of Jesus and the Bible covers with their broadbenevolent wings: shit, animals, days. How can oneexpect to put order into the chaos that constitutes thatinfinite and shapeless variation: man?man?
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