The History of Rasselas, Prince of Abyssinia by Samuel Johnson (classic fiction txt) π
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Rasselas is a fable-like story, more apologue than novel, written by Johnson in 1759 to help pay for the costs of his recently-deceased motherβs funeral. While the plot is basic and the characters are thin, the work is an important philosophical piece exploring whether or not humanity can attain happiness.
Rasselas, an Abyssinian prince, travels with his sister Nekayah, her handmaiden Pekuah, and the wise poet Imlacβa proxy for Johnson himself. Their exploration of happiness and the meaning of leading a happy life is a complex and subtle one, though the work ends with βnothing concluded.β Johnson leaves the reader to ponder: Can an individual ever attain happiness in any meaningful sense?
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βBut it is commonly supposed that the Egyptians believed the soul to live as long as the body continued undissolved, and therefore tried this method of eluding death.β
βCould the wise Egyptians,β said Nekayah, βthink so grossly of the soul? If the soul could once survive its separation, what could it afterwards receive or suffer from the body?β
βThe Egyptians would doubtless think erroneously,β said the astronomer, βin the darkness of heathenism and the first dawn of philosophy. The nature of the soul is still disputed amidst all our opportunities of clearer knowledge; some yet say that it may be material, who, nevertheless, believe it to be immortal.β
βSome,β answered Imlac, βhave indeed said that the soul is material, but I can scarcely believe that any man has thought it who knew how to think; for all the conclusions of reason enforce the immateriality of mind, and all the notices of sense and investigations of science concur to prove the unconsciousness of matter.
βIt was never supposed that cogitation is inherent in matter, or that every particle is a thinking being. Yet if any part of matter be devoid of thought, what part can we suppose to think? Matter can differ from matter only in form, density, bulk, motion, and direction of motion. To which of these, however varied or combined, can consciousness be annexed? To be round or square, to be solid or fluid, to be great or little, to be moved slowly or swiftly, one way or another, are modes of material existence all equally alien from the nature of cogitation. If matter be once without thought, it can only be made to think by some new modification; but all the modifications which it can admit are equally unconnected with cogitative powers.β
βBut the materialists,β said the astronomer, βurge that matter may have qualities with which we are unacquainted.β
βHe who will determine,β returned Imlac, βagainst that which he knows because there may be something which he knows not; he that can set hypothetical possibility against acknowledged certainty, is not to be admitted among reasonable beings. All that we know of matter is, that matter is inert, senseless, and lifeless; and if this conviction cannot he opposed but by referring us to something that we know not, we have all the evidence that human intellect can admit. If that which is known may be overruled by that which is unknown, no being, not omniscient, can arrive at certainty.β
βYet let us not,β said the astronomer, βtoo arrogantly limit the Creatorβs power.β
βIt is no limitation of Omnipotence,β replied the poet, βto suppose that one thing is not consistent with another, that the same proposition cannot be at once true and false, that the same number cannot be even and odd, that cogitation cannot be conferred on that which is created incapable of cogitation.β
βI know not,β said Nekayah, βany great use of this question. Does that immateriality, which in my opinion you have sufficiently proved, necessarily include eternal duration?β
βOf immateriality,β said Imlac, βour ideas are negative, and therefore obscure. Immateriality seems to imply a natural power of perpetual duration as a consequence of exemption from all causes of decay: whatever perishes is destroyed by the solution of its contexture and separation of its parts; nor can we conceive how that which has no parts, and therefore admits no solution, can be naturally corrupted or impaired.β
βI know not,β said Rasselas, βhow to conceive anything without extension: what is extended must have parts, and you allow that whatever has parts may be destroyed.β
βConsider your own conceptions,β replied Imlac, βand the difficulty will be less. You will find substance without extension. An ideal form is no less real than material bulk; yet an ideal form has no extension. It is no less certain, when you think on a pyramid, that your mind possesses the idea of a pyramid, than that the pyramid itself is standing. What space does the idea of a pyramid occupy more than the idea of a grain of corn? or how can either idea suffer laceration? As is the effect, such is the cause; as thought, such is the power that thinks, a power impassive and indiscerptible.β
βBut the Being,β said Nekayah, βwhom I fear to name, the Being which made the soul, can destroy it.β
βHe, surely, can destroy it,β answered Imlac, βsince, however imperishable, it receives from a superior nature its power of duration. That it will not perish by any inherent cause of decay or principle of corruption, may be shown by philosophy; but philosophy can tell no more. That it will not be annihilated by Him that made it, we must humbly learn from higher authority.β
The whole assembly stood awhile silent and collected. βLet us return,β said Rasselas, βfrom this scene of mortality. How gloomy would be these mansions of the dead to him who did not know that he should never die; that what now acts shall continue its agency, and what now thinks shall think on forever. Those that lie here stretched before us, the wise and the powerful of ancient times, warn us to remember the shortness of our present state; they were perhaps snatched away while they were busy, like us, in the choice of life.β
βTo me,β said the Princess, βthe choice of life is become less important; I hope hereafter to think only on the choice of eternity.β
They then hastened out of the caverns, and under the protection of their guard returned to Cairo.
XLIX The Conclusion, in Which Nothing Is ConcludedIt was now the time of the inundation
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