"The critic is one who glimpses destiny in forms: whose most profound experience is the soul-content which forms indirectly and unconsciously conceal within themselves. Form is his great experience, form—as immediate reality—is the image-element, the really living content of his writings. This form, which springs from a symbolic contemplation of life-symbols, acquires a life of its own through the power of that experience. It becomes a world-view, a standpoint, an attitude vis-a-vis the life from which it sprang: a possibility of reshaping it, of creating it anew. The critic’s moment of destiny, therefore, is that moment at which things become forms—the moment when all feelings and experiences on the near or the far side of form, are melted down and condensed into form. It is the mystical moment of union between the outer and the inner, between soul and form."