Among the gnomes : $b An occult tale of adventure in the UntersbergHartmann, Franz
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Among the gnomes : $b An occult tale of adventure in the Untersberg
Hartmann, Franz
Fantasy fiction; German fiction -- Translations into English
“Human morality,” I replied, “is also a matter of custom. What is
considered very moral among one nation or class of people is considered
immoral among others. Some, for instance, regard stealing as a
disgrace, others as a proof of great ingenuity. But we will not enter
into these social questions. We would never come to an end. What you
need for the purpose of evoluting into a higher and nobler sort of a
being is, first of all, the three steps, or mental operations, by
which you will proceed from particulars to generals, and from generals
to still higher generalities by means of rejections and conclusions, so
as to arrive at those axioms and general laws, from which we may infer,
by way of synthesis, other particulars unknown to us, and perhaps
placed beyond the reach of direct examination.”
“Oh my!” exclaimed the princess, and I saw that my explanation was not
very clear to her; but this is excusable in a gnome, and I did not
despair.
There is nothing more certain than that religious speculation without
science leads to superstition; but it is also true that scientific
speculation in regard to philosophical questions leads to blind
materialism and insanity, if it is carried on without any religious
basis, which means spiritual perception of truth. Adalga overdid the
thing, because she was of an impulsive, fiery nature, and not used to
self-restraint, and when I discovered the mistake it was too late
to remedy it. I had taught her never to take anything for granted,
and the end of it was that she doubted my words, disputed and denied
everything, and always did the very contrary of what we expected her
to do. It is said that a little learning is a dangerous thing, and I
would add that the greater the learning the greater the folly, if at
the foundation of all that imaginary knowledge there is no instinctive
perception of truth, or what we call intuition.
The head of the princess became developed at the expense of her heart.
The vital powers, which ought to have been distributed harmoniously
through her system, went almost exclusively to furnish her intellect,
and the consequence was that her head increased enormously in size,
while her heart began to shrink. Her sight became dim, so that she
could no longer distinguish right from wrong; her joyfulness left her;
she became dissatisfied with herself and with everything; a continual
scowl rested upon her face, and it was no pleasure to spend an hour in
her company. Her former friends stampeded when they saw her approach.
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