The atmosphere is not entirely nutritious, and there, as here, one is
obliged to eat in order to live. But they live exclusively on fruit and
vegetables, and kill no living being.
The functions of material life only take up a very short time, and life
is mainly intellectual. Instead of personal rivalries, great and small,
and the various ambitions which agitate the entire lives of the men and
women of our poor little world, those beings are mainly occupied in
study and pleasure.
There is no money. There are no rich nor poor. The fruits necessary
for nourishment can be picked anywhere beyond all needs. Summer is
perpetual and no sort of clothing has been thought of because the
bodily forms always keep their beauty, and coquetry would have nothing
to conceal.
There is no old age. On reaching a ripe age one goes to sleep and the
body dissolves like a cloud, which becomes invisible by the change of
state of its molecules.
No law has instituted the marriage bond. As it would be impossible to
contract for interest, because there are neither castes nor fortunes,
love alone guides the choice. On rare occasions the years reveal some
divergence of character sufficient to lead to a desire for another
choice, but when this divergence shows itself there is no chain to
break. Besides, they always remain lovers and never become married. The
desire of change, of variety, of curiosity, hardly arises because the
persons who have freely chosen each other love each other beyond all
others and have only chosen each other because they knew each other.
Friendships are sure and faithful, and there is no example of treason
dictated by the vile sentiment of jealousy.
Contrary to what happens on earth, every person whose life is ruled by
the sentiment of personal interest or ambition would be considered as a
monster beyond all explanation and thoroughly despised. In that world
they do not, as we do here, meet people who are constantly unhappy on
account of a desire to occupy all the best places, are never satisfied
with their own lot, and who, being indefatigable opportunists, grab
everything in their insatiable egoism, and die full of honours and
vanities.
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