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Let us take nothing from the human mind； to suppress is bad。 We must reform and transform。
Certain faculties in man are directed towards the Unknown； thought； revery； prayer。
The Unknown is an ocean。
What is conscience？
It is the pass of the Unknown。 Thought； revery； prayer；these are great and mysterious radiations。 Let us respect them。
Whither go these majestic irradiations of the soul？
Into the shadow； that is to say； to the light。
The grandeur of democracy is to disown nothing and to deny nothing of humanity。
Close to the right of the man； beside it； at the least； there exists the right of the soul。
To crush fanaticism and to venerate the infinite； such is the law。 Let us not confine ourselves to prostrating ourselves before the tree of creation； and to the contemplation of its branches full of stars。 We have a duty to labor over the human soul； to defend the mystery against the miracle； to adore the inprehensible and reject the absurd； to admit； as an inexplicable fact； only what is necessary； to purify belief； to remove superstitions from above religion； to clear God of caterpillars。
BOOK SEVENTH。PARENTHESIS
CHAPTER VI
THE ABSOLUTE GOODNESS OF PRAYER
With regard to the modes of prayer； all are good； provided that they are sincere。
Turn your book upside down and be in the infinite。
There is； as we know； a philosophy which denies the infinite。 There is also a philosophy； pathologically classified； which denies the sun； this philosophy is called blindness。
To erect a sense which we lack into a source of truth； is a fine blind man's self…sufficiency。
The curious thing is the haughty； superior； and passionate airs which this groping philosophy assumes towards the philosophy which beholds God。
One fancies he hears a mole crying； 〃I pity them with their sun！〃
There are； as we know； powerful and illustrious atheists。
At bottom； led back to the truth by their very force； they are not absolutely sure that they are atheists； it is with them only a question of definition； and in any case； if they do not believe in God； being great minds； they prove God。
We salute them as philosophers； while inexorably denouncing their philosophy。
Let us go on。
The remarkable thing about it is； also； their facility in paying themselves off with words。
A metaphysical school of the North； impregnated to some extent with fog； has fancied that it has worked a revolution in human understanding by replacing the word Force with the word Will。
To say：
〃the plant wills；〃 instead of：
〃the plant grows〃： this would be fecund in results； indeed； if we were to add： 〃the universe wills。〃
Why？
Because it would e to this： the plant wills； therefore it has an _I_； the universe wills； therefore it has a God。
As for us； who； however； in contradistinction to this school； reject nothing a priori； a will in the plant； accepted by this school； appears to us more difficult to admit than a will in the universe denied by it。
To deny the will of the infinite； that is to say； God； is impossible on any other conditions than a denial of the infinite。
We have demonstrated this。
The negation of the infinite leads straight to nihilism。 Everything bees 〃a mental conception。〃
With nihilism； no discussion is possible； for the nihilist logic doubts the existence of its interlocutor； and is not quite sure that it exists itself。
From its point of view； it is possible that it may be for itself； only 〃a mental conception。〃
Only； it does not perceive that all which it has denied it admits in the lump； simply by the utterance of the word； mind。
In short； no way is open to the thought by a philosophy which makes all end in the monosyllable； No。
To No there is only one reply； Yes。
Nihilism has no point。
There is no such thing as nothingness。
Zero does not exist。 Everything is something。
Nothing is nothing。
Man lives by affirmation even more than by bread。
Even to see and to show does not suffice。
Philosophy should be an energy； it should have for effort and effect to ameliorate the condition of man。
Socrates should enter into Adam and produce Marcus Aurelius； in other words； the man of wisdom should be made to emerge from the man of felicity。
Eden should be changed into a Lyceum。 Science should be a cordial。
To enjoy；what a sad aim； and what a paltry ambition！
The brute enjoys。
To offer thought to the thirst of men； to give them all as an elixir the notion of God； to make conscience and science fraternize in them； to render them just by this mysterious confrontation； such is the function of real philosophy。 Morality is a blossoming out of truths。
Contemplation leads to action。 The absolute should be practicable。
It is necessary that the ideal should be breathable； drinkable； and eatable to the human mind。 It is the ideal which has the right to say：
Take； this is my body； this is my blood。
Wisdom is a holy munion。 It is on this condition that it ceases to be a sterile love of science and bees the one and sovereign mode of human rallying； and that philosophy herself is promoted to religion。
Philosophy should not be a corbel erected on mystery to gaze upon it at its ease； without any other result than that of being convenient to curiosity。
For our part； adjourning the development of our thought to another occasion； we will confine ourselves to saying that we neither understand man as a point of departure nor progress as an end； without those two forces which are their two motors：
faith and love。
Progress is the goal； the ideal is the type。
What is this ideal？
It is God。
Ideal； absolute； perfection； infinity：
identical words。
BOOK SEVENTH。PARENTHESIS
CHAPTER VII
PRECAUTIONS TO BE OBSERVED IN BLAME
History and philosophy have eternal duties； which are； at the same time； simple duties； to bat Caiphas the High…priest； Draco the Lawgiver； Trimalcion the Legislator； Tiberius the Emperor； this is clear； direct； and limpid； and offers no obscurity。
But the right to live apart； even with its inconveniences and its abuses； insists on being stated and taken into account。 Cenobitism is a human problem。
When one speaks of convents； those abodes of error； but of innocence； of aberration but of good…will； of ignorance but of devotion； of torture but of martyrdom； it always bees necessary to say either yes or no。
A convent is a contradiction。
Its object； salvation； its means thereto； sacrifice。 The convent is supreme egoism having for its result supreme abnegation。
To abdicate with the object of reigning seems to be the device of monasticism。
In the cloister； one suffers in order to enjoy。
One draws a bill of exchange on death。
One discounts in terrestrial gloom celestial light。 In the cloister； hell is accepted in advance as a post obit on paradise。
The taking of the veil or the frock is a suicide paid for with eternity。
It does not seem to us； that on such a subject mockery is permissible。 All about it is serious； the good as well as the bad。
The just man frowns； but never smiles with a malicious sneer。 We understand wrath； but not malice。
BOOK SEVENTH。PARENTHESIS
CHAPTER VIII
FAITH； LAW
A few words more。
We blame the church when she is saturated with intrigues； we despise the spiritual which is harsh toward the temporal； but we everywhere honor the thoughtful man。
We salute the man who kneels。
A faith； this is a necessity for man。
Woe to him who believes nothing。
One is not unoccupied because one is absorbed。
There is visible labor and invisible labor。
To contemplate is to labor； to think is to act。
Folded arms toil； clasped hands work。
A gaze fixed on heaven is a work。
Thales remained motionless for four years。
He founded philosophy。
In our opinion； cenobites are not lazy men； and recluses are not idlers。
To meditate on the Shadow is a serious thing。
Without invalidating anything that we have just said； we believe that a perpetual memory of the tomb is proper for the living。 On this point； the priest and the philosopher agree。
We must die。 The Abbe de la Trappe replies to Horace。
To mingle with one's life a certain presence of the sepulchre； this is the law of the sage； and it is the law of the ascetic。 In this respect； the ascetic and the sage converge。
There is a material growth； we admit it。
There is a moral grandeur； we hold to that。
Thoughtless and vivacious spirits say：
〃What is the good of those motionless figures on the side of mystery？ What purpose do they serve？
What do they do？〃
Alas！
In the presence of the darkness which environs us； and which awaits us； in our ignorance of what the immense dispersion will make of us； we reply：
〃There is probably no work more divine than that performed by these souls。〃
And we add： 〃There is probably no work which is more useful。〃
There certainly must be some who pray constantly for those who never pray at all。
In our opinion the whole question lies in the amount of thought that is mingled with prayer。
Leibnitz praying is grand； Voltaire adoring is fine。
Deo erexit Voltaire。
We are for religion as against religions。
We are of the number who believe in the wretchedness of orisons； and the sublimity of prayer。
Moreover； at this minute which we are now traversing；a minute which will not； fortunately； leave its impress on the nineteenth century； at this hour； when so many men have low brows and souls but little elevated； among so many mortals whose morality consists in enjoyment； and who are busied with the brief and misshapen things of matter； whoever exiles himself seems worthy of veneration to us。
The monastery is a renunciation。
Sacrifice wrongly directed is still sacrifice。
To mistake a grave error for a duty has a grandeur of its own。
Taken by itself； and ideally； and in order to examine the truth on all sides until all aspects have been impartially exhausted； the monastery； the female convent in particular；for in our century it is woman who suffers the most； and in this exile of the cloister there is something of protestation；the female convent has incontestably a certain majesty。
This cloistered existence which is so austere； so depressing； a few of whose features we have just traced； is not life； for it is not liberty； it is not the tomb； for it is not plenitude； it is the strange place whence one beholds； as from the crest of a lofty mountain； on one side the abyss where we are； on the other； the abyss whither we shall go； it is the narrow and misty frontier separating two worlds； illuminated and obscured by both at the same time； where the ray of life which has bee enfeebled is mingled with the vague ray of death； it is the half obscurity of the tomb。
We； who do not believe what these women believe； but who； like them； live by faith；we have never been able to think without a sort of tender and religious terror； without a sort of pity； that is full of envy； of those devoted； trembling and trusting creatures； of these humble and august souls； who dare to dwell on the very brink of the mystery； waiting between the world which is closed and heaven which is not yet open； turned towards the light which one cannot see； possessing the sole happiness of thinking that they know where it is； aspiring towards the gulf； and the unknown； their eyes fixed motionless on the darkness； kneeling； bewildered； stupefied； shuddering； half lifted； at times； by the deep breaths of eternity。