The making a fact the subject of thought raises it. All that mass of
mental and moral phenomena which we do not make objects of voluntary
thought, come within the power of fortune; they constitute the
circumstance of daily life; they are subject to change, to fear, and
hope. Every man beholds his human condition with a degree of
melancholy. As a ship aground is battered by the waves, so man,
imprisoned in mortal life, lies open to the mercy of coming events. But
a truth, separated by the intellect, is no longer a subject of destiny.
We behold it as a god upraised above care and fear. And so any fact in
our life, or any record of our fancies or reflections, disentangled
from the web of our unconsciousness, becomes an object impersonal and
immortal. It is the past restored, but embalmed. A better art than that
of Egypt has taken fear and corruption out of it. It is eviscerated of
care. It is offered for science. What is addressed to us for
contemplation does not threaten us but makes us intellectual beings.
The growth of the intellect is spontaneous in every expansion. The mind
that grows could not predict the times, the means, the mode of that
spontaneity. God enters by a private door into every individual. Long
prior to the age of reflection is the thinking of the mind. Out of
darkness it came insensibly into the marvellous light of to-day. In the
period of infancy it accepted and disposed of all impressions from the
surrounding creation after its own way. Whatever any mind doth or saith
is after a law; and this native law remains over it after it has come
to reflection or conscious thought. In the most worn, pedantic,
introverted self-tormenter’s life, the greatest part is incalculable by
him, unforeseen, unimaginable, and must be, until he can take himself
up by his own ears. What am I? What has my will done to make me that I
am? Nothing. I have been floated into this thought, this hour, this
connection of events, by secret currents of might and mind, and my
ingenuity and wilfulness have not thwarted, have not aided to an
appreciable degree.
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