Time and Change
Excerpt
I suspect that in this volume my reader will feel that I have
given
him a stone when he asked for bread, and his feeling in this
respect
will need no apology. I fear there is more of the matter of
hard
science and of scientific speculation in this collection than
of
spiritual and aesthetic nutriment; but I do hope the volume is
not
entirely destitute of the latter. If I have not in some
degree
succeeded in transmuting my rocks into a kind of wholesome
literary
bread, or, to vary the figure, in turning them into a soil in
which
some green thing or flower of human interest and emotion may
take
root and grow, then, indeed, have I come short of the end I had
in
view.