"It is passion, Gideon, that carries man to God. And passion is a balky beast. Few men ever let it out of the stable.
It brooks no bridle; indeed, it bridles you; it rides the rider.
Yet, it inspirits man's sessile soul above his own inadequate world
and makes real such things as beauty, fancy, love and God...
Passion is the very fact of God in man that makes him other than a brute. I must own, Gideon, yours was an old and cold and settled soul, and I huffed and puffed quite a bit before I found the least flame of passion in you."