But I think there will be others of you in whom vague discontent is
stirring: who are oppressed by the life that surrounds you;
confused and troubled by that oppression, and not knowing on which
side to seek a remedy, though you are fain to do so: well, we, who
have gone further into those troubles, believe that we can help you:
true we cannot at once take your trouble from you; nay, we may at
first rather add to it; but we can tell you what we think of the way
out of it; and then amidst the many things you will have to do to
set yourselves and others fairly on that way, you will many days,
nay most days, forget your trouble in thinking of the good that lies
beyond it, for which you are working.

But, again, there are others amongst you (and to speak plainly, I
daresay they are the majority), who are not by any means troubled by
doubt of the road the world is going, nor excited by any hope of its
bettering that road: to them the cause of civilisation is simple
and even commonplace: it wonder, hope, and fear no longer hang
about it; has become to us like the rising and setting of the sun;
it cannot err, and we have no call to meddle with it, either to
complain of its course, or to try to direct it.

There is a ground of reason and wisdom in that way of looking at the
matter: surely the world will go on its ways, thrust forward by
impulses which we cannot understand or sway: but as it grows in
strength for the journey, its necessary food is the life and
aspirations of ALL of us: and we discontented strugglers with what
at times seems the hurrying blindness of civilisation, no less than
those who see nothing but smooth, unvarying progress in it, are bred
of civilisation also, and shall be used up to further it in some way