Nationalists -- Philippines -- Fiction; Philippine fiction (Spanish) -- Translations into English; Philippines -- History -- Fiction
instead of aspiring to be a province, aspire to be a nation! Instead of
subordinate thoughts, think independently, to the end that neither by
right, nor custom, nor language, the Spaniard can be considered the
master here, nor even be looked upon as a part of the country, but ever
as an invader, a foreigner, and sooner or later you will have your
liberty! Here’s why I let you live!”
Basilio breathed freely, as though a great weight had been lifted from
him, and after a brief pause, replied: “Sir, the honor you do me in
confiding your plans to me is too great for me not to be frank with
you, and tell you that what you ask of me is beyond my power. I am no
politician, and if I have signed the petition for instruction in
Castilian it has been because I saw in it an advantage to our studies
and nothing more. My destiny is different; my aspiration reduces itself
to alleviating the physical sufferings of my fellow men.”
The jeweler smiled. “What are physical sufferings compared to moral
tortures? What is the death of a man in the presence of the death of a
society? Some day you will perhaps be a great physician, if they let
you go your way in peace, but greater yet will be he who can inject a
new idea into this anemic people! You, what are you doing for the land
that gave you existence, that supports your life, that affords you
knowledge? Don’t you realize that that is a useless life which is not
consecrated to a great idea? It is a stone wasted in the fields without
becoming a part of any edifice.”
“No, no, sir!” replied Basilio modestly, “I’m not folding my arms, I’m
working like all the rest to raise up from the ruins of the past a
people whose units will be bound together—that each one may feel in
himself the conscience and the life of the whole. But however
enthusiastic our generation may be, we understand that in this great
social fabric there must be a division of labor. I have chosen my task
and will devote myself to science.”
“Science is not the end of man,” declared Simoun.
“The most civilized nations are tending toward it.”
“Yes, but only as a means of seeking their welfare.”
“Science is more eternal, it’s more human, it’s more universal!”
exclaimed the youth in a transport of enthusiasm. “Within a few
centuries, when humanity has become redeemed and enlightened, when
there are no races, when all peoples are free, when there are neither
tyrants nor slaves, colonies nor mother countries, when justice rules
and man is a citizen of the world, the pursuit of science alone will
remain, the word patriotism will be equivalent to fanaticism, and he
who prides himself on patriotic ideas will doubtless be isolated as a
dangerous disease, as a menace to the social order.”
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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