Supersensitiveness is selfishness. It is keeping self so near to the surface that the least fancied slight or word or criticism hurts. This is a poor, critical old world. Its people are born critics, unjust, abnormal critics, because they are born selfish. They are cast in a different mold than we are. Because they are differently constituted than we are, they will in all probability criticize us if occasion offers. They may have larger views than we do, and their criticism may be of value to us if our sensitive soul will rightly receive it. They may have a narrow, conscious spirit, may know less of us and our work than we know ourselves, and their criticism may be mean and envious. Do not be disturbed by it; let it pass. As the grass bends before the rude blast, so let us bow our head in humility before God, put forth deeper rootlets in the soil of experience, and let the storm roll by. It may have been fierce; but we may have needed all the fierceness. Let us rejoice, and hold no feelings of ill toward the critic.