THE BOOK OF QUINTUS SEPTIMIUS FLORENS TERTULLIAN OF CARTHAGE, ON THE SOUL. ON THE IMMORTALITY OF THE SOUL. Whether the soul be a substance, and whether corporeal, and whether it have a shape; that the soul and the spirit are one thing; that the soul and the mind are not to be separated; whether there be, and where be, what is called the 'ruling faculty' (hegemonicon); concerning the five bodily senses; that the philosophers and heretics distinguish between things of sense and things of intellect. That intellect is always present in the soul. Of the other natural properties of the soul. Whence the soul is, against the heretics who bring it down from the heavens. Against the argument of Plato, that he calls what we learn 'recollections.' On the contempt of the soul, against those who introduce it into the body after birth. Against the Platonic dogma, that the living do not come to be from the dead.
Against the opinions of Pythagoras and Empedocles concerning metempsychosis and transmigration of bodies (metensomatosis). Against the opinion of the heretics Simon and Carpocrates. On the sex of the soul and of the flesh, that they are formed together in the womb, upon this subject. On the age of the flesh and the soul. On foods, in what way they seem to pertain to the soul. That almost no soul is without a demon. In what sense the flesh is called sinful. On the good and evil of the soul. On death. On sleep, as pertaining to the treatise on death. And on the soul of Hermotimus. On Hermotimus. On dreams, how the soul experiences them, and whence they arise. On the power of death, and on the heretic Menander. That nothing of the soul remains in the body after death, as it seems to some. On the departure of the soul; on its reception; on the lower regions, and whether all souls are driven thither.
Whether souls tarry here after death, or come and go from the lower regions; whether meanwhile souls suffer anything among the dead. I. Having engaged Hermogenes solely on the question of the soul's origin, inasmuch as he presumed that this too consisted rather from the supply of matter than from the breath of God, now, turning to the remaining questions, I shall appear for the most part destined to do battle with the philosophers. Even in the prison of Socrates the state of the soul was skirmished over; I know not now whether this was first or at a fitting time for the master, though it matters nothing as to place. For what could the soul of Socrates then savour clearly, when the sacred ship had now returned, when the hemlock of condemnation had now been drained, when death was now present—surely thrown into some agitation according to nature, or driven distraught, if not according to nature?
For however placid and tranquil that soul was—which neither the weeping of a wife soon to be widowed nor the sight of children thereafter to be orphaned had bent by the law of natural affection—yet even in this it was moved: namely, in order not to be moved; that very constancy was shaken in its stand against the shock of inconstancy. But what else would any man unjustly condemned savour, save the solace of his wrong—much less a philosopher, that creature of glory, for whom a wrong is not to be consoled but rather to be insulted? Finally, after the sentence, to his wife who met him and cried out in womanly fashion, 'You have been unjustly condemned, Socrates!' he had already replied, as though from gratitude:
'But did you wish me justly condemned?' At which one need not marvel, if even in prison, eager to break the birdlimed palms of Anytus and Meletus, he asserts before death itself the immortality of the soul by a presumption necessary for the frustration of the wrong. So entirely had all that wisdom of Socrates then come from a studied composure of mind, not from the confidence of a truth ascertained. For to whom is truth ascertained without God? To whom is God known without Christ? To whom is Christ explored without the Holy Spirit? To whom is the Holy Spirit imparted without the sacrament of faith?
To be sure, Socrates could the more easily be driven by an alien spirit, since they say a demon clung to him from boyhood—truly a most wicked tutor, even though among the poets and philosophers demons are reckoned after the gods and along with the gods. For the proofs of Christian power had not yet gone forth, which alone exposes that most pernicious force, never good but rather the artificer of all error and the enticer away from all truth. But if for this reason Socrates was the wisest of men according also to the verdict of the Pythian demon—who, forsooth, was doing business for his associate—how much worthier and more constant is the affirmation of Christian wisdom, to whose breath the whole force of demons yields?
This wisdom, from the school of heaven, is freer to deny the gods of the age—a wisdom which, bidding no cock to be paid to Aesculapius, would not play false, nor introducing new demons but expelling old ones, nor corrupting youth but shaping it with every good of modesty; and therefore, enduring the unjust sentence not of one city but of the whole world for the name of a truth so much the more hated as it is the fuller, so that it drinks in death not from a cup in a semblance of pleasantness, but drains it from the gibbet and the burning alive through every device of cruelty; meanwhile in this darker prison of the age, among its own Cebes-figures and its own Phaedo-figures, if anything is to be examined concerning the soul, it will direct itself to the rules of God, certain that there is no better demonstrator of the soul than its Author.
Let it learn from God what it has from God, or else from none, if not from God. For who shall reveal what God has veiled? From whom is it to be sought? And whence it is also safest to remain in ignorance. It is better through God to be ignorant, because He has not revealed it, than through man to know, because he himself has presumed. II. Plainly we shall not deny that the philosophers have sometimes thought in accord with us; the very outcome of truth is itself a testimony. Sometimes even in a storm, when the traces of sky and sea are confounded, some harbour is stumbled upon by a fortunate error; sometimes even in the dark certain entrances and exits are lit upon by a blind good fortune; but also very many things are supplied by nature, as it were from a common sense with which God has deigned to endow the soul.
Philosophy, having got hold of this, has puffed it up to the glory of its own art, in its zeal—no wonder, if I put it so—for eloquence, being skilled to build up and pull down anything whatever, and persuading more by speaking than by teaching. It imposes forms upon things, now makes them equal, now strips them; it prejudges the uncertain from the certain; it appeals to examples, as though all things were to be compared; it lays down rules for everything, with properties differing even among like things; it reserves nothing for the divine liberty; it has made the laws of nature its own opinions. I could bear it, if it were itself natural, so that it might be proved, as a partaker of nature, to share in the condition of that partnership.
It has indeed seemed to itself to have drawn also from what they think to be sacred writings, because antiquity reckoned very many authors even as gods—much more as divine beings—such as the Egyptian Mercury, to whom Plato especially attached himself; such as the Phrygian Silenus, whose huge ears Midas received when he was brought to him by shepherds; such as Hermotimus, to whom the people of Clazomenae, when he had died, dedicated a temple; such as Orpheus, such as Musaeus, such as Pherecydes the teacher of Pythagoras.
But what if the philosophers have also fallen upon those writings which among us are condemned under the confession of being apocryphal—since we are certain that nothing is to be received which does not accord with the genuine prophetic furnishing, already brought forth in that very age—seeing that we should also remember the false prophets, and much earlier the apostate spirits, who by the cunning of wits of this kind too have equipped the whole face of the age?
Finally, even if it is credible that every investigator of wisdom has, out of the business of curiosity, approached the very prophets, nevertheless you would find more diversity among the philosophers than fellowship; since even in that fellowship their diversity is detected, inasmuch as whatever things are true and consonant with the prophets they either commend from another source or divert to another purpose, with the greatest injury to the truth, which they cause either to be assisted by falsehoods or to give patronage to them.
This, then, is what may set us and the philosophers at variance, especially in this subject: that sometimes they clothe common opinions in their own argumentations, in some places contrary to our rule; sometimes they fortify their own opinions with common argumentations, in some places agreeable to their rule—so that truth is well-nigh shut out from philosophy by the sorceries it works upon her;
and therefore, being under pressure from an adversary of truth by both these titles of fellowship, we are constrained both to free common opinions from the argumentations of the philosophers and to separate common argumentations from their opinions, by recalling the questions to the writings of God—excepting plainly those which, without the snare of any prejudice, it will be permissible to take up for simple testimony, since from rivals too a necessary testimony is sometimes had, if it does not profit the rivals. Nor am I ignorant how great a forest of this material there is among the philosophers, in proportion also to the number of their very commentators: how many varieties of opinion, how many wrestling-schools of theories, how many offshoots of questions, how many entanglements of solutions.
But I have also inspected medicine, the sister, as they say, of philosophy, which claims this business for itself as well. Why not? seeing that the study of the soul might seem to pertain more to it, through the care of the body. Hence too it very greatly opposes its sister, in that, by handling the soul as it were face to face in its own dwelling, it knows it the better. But let the ambition of each for pre-eminence look to it. Philosophy has had the liberty of genius, and medicine the necessity of its craft, for prolonging discussions about the soul: things uncertain are widely inquired into, things presumed are still more widely disputed.
As great as is the difficulty of proving, so great is the labour of persuading; so that with good reason that gloomy Heraclitus, observing the vaster mists among the examiners of the soul, out of weariness of the questions declared that he had by no means found the boundaries of the soul, though he traversed every road. But for the Christian few things are needful for the knowledge of this matter. For things certain always lie in few, and it is not permitted him to inquire further than what it is permitted to find; for the apostle forbids endless questions. Moreover, it is not permitted to find more than what is learned from God; and what is learned from God is the whole. III. And would that it had been necessary for no heresies to exist, that thereby the approved might shine forth.
We should experience nothing at all with the philosophers concerning the soul either—those patriarchs, so to speak, of the heretics—since by the apostle too, already then, philosophy was foreseen as a shattering of truth; for at Athens, having made trial of that garrulous city, when he had tasted all the hucksters of wisdom and eloquence there, he thence conceived that forewarning edict. For accordingly the doctrine of the soul too has been shattered by the philosophizing teachings of men who mix water with wine: some deny that the soul is immortal, others affirm it more than immortal, some dispute about its substance, others about its form, others about each of its dispositions;
these derive its condition from one source, those carry off its end to another quarter, according as either the prestige of Plato or the vigour of Zeno or the tenor of Aristotle or the stupor of Epicurus or the sorrow of Heraclitus or the frenzy of Empedocles has persuaded them. Divine doctrine has failed, I suppose, in rising from Judaea rather than from Greece. And Christ erred, forsooth, in sending fishermen rather than a sophist to the proclamation.
If therefore any things in this manner darken the bright and pure air of truth with the fumes of philosophy, these must be cleared away by Christians, who both strike at the original—that is, philosophical—argumentations and set against them the heavenly—that is, the Lord's—definitions, so that both those things by which the heathen are captured by philosophy may be destroyed, and those by which the faithful are shaken from heresy may be beaten back. One encounter having now been decided against Hermogenes, as we said before—because we vindicate the soul as being from the breath of God, not from matter—being fortified there too by the ineffaceable rule of the divine determination:
'and God,' it says, 'breathed the breath of life into the face of man, and man became a living soul'—assuredly from the breath of God; concerning this nothing more need be revolved; it has its own heading and its own heretic. From the rest I shall bring in a beginning here. IV. ON THE INNATE. After the definition of its origin, the question of its condition presents itself. For it follows that, having professed the soul to be from the breath of God, we should reckon a beginning to it. This Plato excludes, wishing the soul to be innate and uncreated. But we teach that it is both born and made, from the constitution of its beginning. Nor shall we straightway err in saying both, because, namely, one thing is 'born' and another 'made'—the latter belonging as it were to inanimate things, the former to animate.
But distinctions, by having their own places and times, sometimes also have interchanges of passivity. So it admits that 'making' be put also for 'to be,' since everything that in any way receives being is generated. For even the maker himself can be called the parent of what is made; so too Plato uses the term. Therefore, as far as concerns our faith in the soul as made or born, the philosopher's opinion has been driven off, by the authority of prophecy also. V. Let them summon some Eubulus and Critolaus and Xenocrates, and in this place Plato's friend Aristotle. Perhaps they will be built up rather toward taking away the corporeality of the soul, if they do not, on the contrary, look at others—and indeed more of them—who vindicate a body for the soul.
Nor do I speak only of those who fashion it out of manifest corporeal elements—as Hipparchus and Heraclitus out of fire, as Hippo and Thales out of water, as Empedocles and Critias out of blood, as Epicurus out of atoms (if atoms too press corporeal masses together from their coming together), as Critolaus and his Peripatetics out of some fifth substance I know not what (if that too is body, because it encloses bodies)—but I adduce even the Stoics, who, by preaching a spirit, will readily persuade us that the soul, well-nigh with us, since breath and spirit are close to each other, is nonetheless a body. Finally Zeno, defining the soul as a spirit sown in, sets it out in this way. That, he says, on whose departure the animal dies is a body;
but on the departure of the in-sown spirit the animal dies; therefore the in-sown spirit is a body; therefore the soul is a body. Cleanthes too holds that the likeness to parents in their children answers not only in the lineaments of the body but also in the marks of the soul—in the mirror, that is, of manners and dispositions and affections; and that the soul takes on both likeness and unlikeness of body, and that the soul therefore is a body, being liable to likeness or unlikeness. Likewise that the passions of corporeal and incorporeal things do not communicate with one another;
moreover, that the soul suffers with the body, grieving together with it when it is injured by blows, wounds, ulcers; and the body with the soul, sickening together with it when it is afflicted by care, anguish, love, through the diminution of a shared vigour, whose shame and dread it attests by blushing and pallor. Therefore the soul is a body, from the communion of corporeal passions. But Chrysippus too extends his hand to it, laying down that corporeal things cannot be left behind at all by incorporeal, since they are not even touched by them (whence also Lucretius: 'for nothing can touch or be touched save body'); but that the body, when left behind by the soul, is affected by death. Therefore the soul is a body, which, unless corporeal, would not leave behind the body. VI. These things the Platonists confound with subtlety rather than truth.
'Every body,' they say, 'must be either animate or inanimate. And if indeed it is inanimate, it will be moved from without; but if animate, from within. Now the soul will neither be moved from without, as being not inanimate, nor from within, as being itself rather that which moves the body. And so it does not appear to be a body, since it is not moved by the form of corporeal things from some quarter.' To this we shall marvel first at the incongruity of the definition, which appeals to things that do not apply to the soul. For the soul cannot be called an animate or inanimate body, since it is itself that which either makes a body animate, if it is present, or inanimate, if it is absent from it. And so what makes cannot be the thing itself, so as to be called animate or inanimate.
For the soul is named by the name of its own substance. (3.) But if it does not admit of being called an animate or inanimate body—that is, the soul—how shall it be summoned to the form of animate and inanimate bodies? Next, if it belongs to a body to be moved from without by something—but we have shown above that the soul too is moved by another, when it prophesies, when it raves, certainly from without, since by another—rightly shall I recognize as a body that which will be moved from without by another according to the proposition of the example. But indeed, if to be moved by another belongs to a body, how much more to move another? Now the soul moves the body, and its efforts appear outwardly, without.
For it is by the soul that the feet are driven into walking, the hands into contact, the eyes into gazing, the tongue into utterance—as it were by a signet-like motion agitating the surface from within. Whence this incorporeal force of the soul? Whence for an empty thing to propel solid things? But how do the corporeal and intellectual senses appear divided in man? They say that the qualities of corporeal things—as of earth, as of fire—are reported to the corporeal senses, as to touch, as to sight; but that incorporeal qualities are met by the intellectual senses, as of kindness, as of malice. Therefore it is established that the soul is incorporeal, whose qualities are apprehended not by the corporeal but by the intellectual senses. Plainly so, if I do not exclude this step of the definition.
For behold, I show that incorporeal things too are subjected to the corporeal senses—sound to hearing, colour to sight, odour to smell—by whose example the soul too approaches the body, lest you say that these are reported through the corporeal senses for the reason that they approach corporeal things. Therefore, if it is established that incorporeal things too are apprehended by corporeal things, why should not the soul also, which is corporeal, be reported by incorporeal things? Assuredly let the definition be excluded. Among the more notable argumentations there will also be this: that they judge every body to be nourished by corporeal things, but the soul, as incorporeal, by incorporeal things—namely by the pursuits of wisdom.
But not even this step will stand, when Soranus too, that most accomplished author of methodic medicine, replies that the soul is nourished by corporeal things as well—indeed that when failing from lack of food it is for the most part propped up thereby. Why not? seeing that, this being taken away, it slips wholly out of the body. So Soranus himself too, having most fully treated of the soul in four volumes, and having tried out all the opinions of the philosophers, vindicates a corporeal substance for the soul, even though he defrauded it of immortality. For it is not for all to believe what belongs to Christians. As therefore Soranus himself shows by facts that the soul is nourished by corporeal things, let the philosopher likewise exhibit it as fed by incorporeal things.
But no one ever poured honeyed water from the eloquence of Plato into a soul hesitating about its departure, or crammed in crumbs from the minute talk of Aristotle. And what will so many and so great souls of savages and barbarians do, to whom the nourishments of wisdom are lacking, and yet who, untaught, are strong in prudence, and who—without academies and Attic porticoes and the prison of Socrates, in short, fasting from philosophy—nonetheless live? For the nourishments of studies profit not the substance itself, but the discipline, because they do not make the soul fatter, but more adorned. But it is well too that the Stoics affirm the arts to be corporeal. So even thus the soul is corporeal, if it is believed to be nourished by the arts too.
But the excessive strain of philosophy is often wont not even to look out for what lies before its feet (so Thales into the well), and is wont, from not understanding its own opinions, to suspect a corruption of health (so Chrysippus turning to hellebore). Some such thing, I suppose, befell it when it denied that two bodies could be in one, being alienated from the observation and reconsideration of pregnant women, who bear not single bodies daily, but even two and three within the compass of one womb. There is found even in Greek civil law a certain woman who brought forth five, the mother of all her sons at once, the multiple parent of a single birth, the numerous mother of a single womb, who, packed with so many bodies—I might almost say a whole people—was herself the sixth body.
The whole condition of things will bear witness that bodies destined to proceed from bodies are already there whence they proceed. That which is from another must needs be a second thing. But nothing is from another, unless, while it is being begotten, there are two. VII. As far as concerns the philosophers, let these things suffice, since as far as concerns our own people they are more than enough; to whom the corporeality of the soul will shine forth in the Gospel itself. In the lower regions the soul of a certain man grieves and is punished in the flame and is tortured in the tongue, and from the finger of a happier soul implores the solace of dew. Do you deem that a mere image—that end of the rejoicing poor man and the mourning rich man? And why is the name of Eleazar there, if the matter is not in truth? But even if it is to be believed an image, it will be a testimony of truth.
For if the soul had no body, the image of the soul could not contain the image of a body, nor would Scripture speak falsely of bodily members, if there were none. But what is that which is carried down to the lower regions after its separation from the body, which is held fast there, which is reserved for the day of judgement, to which Christ also descended by dying (I suppose, to the souls of the patriarchs), if the soul is nothing beneath the earth? For it would be nothing, if it were not a body; since incorporeality is exempt from every kind of keeping, immune both from punishment and from comfort. For that by which one is punished or comforted must be a body; and I shall treat of this more fully and more fittingly.
Therefore, if the soul in the prison or lodging of the lower world enjoys beforehand any torment or solace, in fire or in Abraham's bosom, the corporeality of the soul will be proved. For that which is incorporeal suffers nothing, having nothing through which it can suffer; or if it has, that will be a body. For inasmuch as everything corporeal is capable of suffering, to that extent whatever is capable of suffering is corporeal. VIII. It is, moreover, abrupt and absurd to exclude anything from the reckoning of corporeal things merely because it does not correspond to the other examples of corporeal things. And where then are the distinct properties peculiar to each, by which the magnificence of the Author is marked out in the very diversity of His works, so that they are as separate as they are alike, as friendly as they are also rivals?
Indeed, the philosophers themselves declare that the universe is composed of contraries, according to the friendship and enmity of Empedocles. So then, even though corporeal things stand over against incorporeal, they too differ so among themselves that the difference enlarges their species without changing their genus, so that they remain corporeal, thus manifold in the glory of God while varied, thus varied while diverse, thus diverse while to some belongs one sense of qualities, to others another, while to some belong these foods, to others those, while some are invisible, others visible, while some are heavy, others light. For they say that on this very ground the soul must be pronounced incorporeal, because when it has departed the bodies of the dead become heavier, whereas they ought to be lighter, once the weight of one body has been removed, if the soul were a body.
"For what," says Soranus, "if they should deny that the sea is a body, because out of the sea a ship is rendered motionless and heavy?" How much stronger, then, is the body of the soul, which afterwards carries about with the lightest mobility a body of such great weight! But even though the soul is invisible, it is so both according to the condition of its body, and the property of its substance, and also according to the nature of those to whom it has been allotted to be invisible. Owls do not know the sun with their eyes; eagles so bear it that they judge the nobility of their offspring by the boldness of their pupils; otherwise they will not rear as degenerate the one whom the ray of the sun has turned away. Thus a thing is invisible to one and not to another, which is not on that account incorporeal, because its power does not prevail equally over all. For the sun is a body, since it is fire;
but that which the eagle acknowledges, the owl denies, yet without prejudice to the eagle. In the same degree also the body of the soul is invisible to the flesh, but perhaps visible to the spirit itself. Thus John, made to be in the Spirit of God, beheld the souls of the martyrs. IX. ON ITS SHAPE. Since we assert that the soul has a body of its own quality and of its own kind, this very condition of its property will already prejudge, concerning the other accidents of corporeity, either that these are present, which we have shown to be a body—but themselves of their own kind, according to the property of the body—or that even if they are not present, it belongs to its property that there should not be present in the body of the soul what is present in other bodies.
And yet we shall profess, not inconsistently, that all the more solemn attributes, and those in every way owed to corporeity, belong to the soul also: such as habit, such as limit, and that threefold dimension, I mean length and breadth and height, by which the philosophers measure bodies. What now, that we also ascribe a shape to the soul, though Plato is unwilling, as though the immortality of the soul were thereby endangered? For he asserts that everything shaped is composite and structured; and everything composite and structured is dissoluble;
but the soul is immortal, therefore indissoluble, inasmuch as it is immortal, and unshaped, inasmuch as it is indissoluble; but on the other hand composite and structured, if it is shaped—as though shaping it in another manner by intellectual forms, beautiful through justice and the disciplines of philosophy, but deformed through the contrary arts. But we inscribe upon it bodily outlines as well, not only from confidence in its corporeity by estimation, but also from the constancy of grace by revelation. For since we acknowledge spiritual gifts, after John we too have merited to attain to prophecy. There is today among us a sister who has been allotted the charismata of revelations, which she experiences in church during the Lord's solemnities through ecstasy in the Spirit;
she converses with angels, sometimes even with the Lord, and she sees and hears mysteries, and discerns the hearts of some, and receives remedies for those who desire them. Now, according as the Scriptures are read, or psalms are sung, or addresses are delivered, or petitions are offered, so from thence are materials supplied for her visions. It happened that we were discoursing about something concerning the soul, when that sister was in the Spirit.
After the solemnities were over and the congregation dismissed, as she is accustomed to report to us what she has seen (for these things are also most diligently examined, that they may be tested), she said, "Among other things, a soul was shown to me in bodily form, and a spirit was seen, but not of an empty and void quality, rather one that even promised to be grasped, tender and shining and of an aerial colour, and in form altogether human." This was the vision. And God is witness, and the Apostle a competent surety of the charismata that were to be in the church; then too, if the matter itself shall have persuaded you concerning particulars, you may believe. For if the soul is a body, without doubt, among those things which we professed above, likewise the property of colour will belong to every body. What other colour, then, will you reckon for the soul than one aerial and shining?
Not that air is its very substance—although this seemed so to Aenesidemus and to Anaximenes, and, I suppose, according to some, to Heraclitus—nor that light is, although this pleased Heraclides of Pontus. For neither is the substance of thunder-stones fiery merely because they gleam with a ruddy glow, nor is the material of beryls watery merely because they ripple with a strained brightness (for how many other things does colour associate that nature dissociates!). But because everything fine and translucent is a rival of air, this the soul will be, inasmuch as breath and spirit are its offshoot, since indeed by the very fineness of its subtlety it is endangered as regards the certainty of its corporeity.
So conceive also of its shape, now from your own perception, that no shape is to be assigned to the human soul except the human, and indeed that of the very body which each one has carried about. Let the contemplation of our origin lead us to understand this for the present. For recall that, when God had breathed the breath of life into man's face, and man had become a living soul, the whole man indeed—straightway through the face that breath was transmitted into the inward parts and diffused throughout all the spaces of the body, and at the same time, condensed by the divine inbreathing, it was expressed in every inner line which, being condensed, it had filled, and, as it were, congealed into a shape. Hence, therefore, both the corporeity of the soul was made solid by the condensation, and its shape formed by the impression.
This will be the inner man, another the outer, twofold yet one, that inner one also having its own eyes and ears, by which the people ought to have heard and seen the Lord, having also the other members, by which it both makes use of them in thoughts and functions in dreams. Thus the rich man in the lower world has a tongue, and the poor man a finger, and there is Abraham's bosom. By these outlines the souls of the martyrs also beneath the altar are understood. For from the beginning the soul, formed together and configured with the body in Adam, made it, as of its whole substance, so also the seed of this condition. X. ON THE SIMPLICITY OF THE SUBSTANCE, AND THAT IT IS ITSELF ALSO SPIRIT. It pertains to the state of faith to determine the soul to be simple, according to Plato—that is, uniform—only, however, with respect to the name of substance.
Let the arts and disciplines look to it, let the shapes also look to it. For some wish that another natural substance, the spirit, is inherent in it, as though it were one thing to live, which comes from the soul, and another to breathe, which is done by the spirit. For not all animals have both; for most only live, but do not also breathe, in that they do not have the organs of the spirit, lungs and arteries. But what sort of thing is it, in the examination of the human soul, to look to the arguments of the gnat and the ant, when God the Craftsman has tempered the vital functions proper to all animals according to the disposition of each kind, so that no conjecture is to be seized from thence?
For neither will man, if he is constructed with lungs and arteries, breathe from one source and live from another on that account, nor will the ant, if it lacks members of this kind, on that account be denied to breathe, as though it were merely living. But to whom has it been so open to inspect the works of God, that he might presume these to be lacking to anything? That Herophilus, physician or butcher, who dissected six hundred bodies to scrutinize nature, who hated man in order to know him—I do not know whether he clearly explored all his internal parts, since death itself altered what had been alive, and by a death not simple, but itself erring amid the artifices of dissection. The philosophers have assuredly declared that gnats and ants and moths lack lungs and arteries. Tell me, most curious inspector, do they have eyes for seeing?
And yet they go where they wish, and avoid and seek out what they know by seeing: designate the eyes, mark out the pupils. But moths also gnaw: point out the mandibles, produce the molars. But gnats also make a shrill sound, not blind even in the darkness of hearing: show likewise the trumpet and the lance of that mouth of theirs. Whatever animal, though of a single point in size, must necessarily be nourished by something: exhibit the members for transmitting, digesting, and voiding the food. What then shall we say? If life is sustained through these, these will surely be present in all things that live, even if they are not seen, even if they are not apprehended, because of their smallness. This you would believe the more, if you would recall that God is as great a Craftsman in the least things as in the greatest.
But if you do not think that God's genius can be contained in such minute little bodies, in this way too acknowledge His magnificence, in that He has instructed small animals to live nonetheless without the necessary members, with sight preserved even without eyes, and eating without little teeth, and digestion without bowels; just as certain creatures even move without feet by a flowing impulse, as snakes, and by a rising effort, as worms, and by a foaming creep, as slugs. So then, why do you not think that breathing too takes place without the bellows of lungs and without the pipes of arteries, so that you should embrace as a great argument the notion that spirit is added to the human soul on this ground: that there are things which lack spirit, and that they lack spirit for this reason, that they are not constructed with breathing organs?
Do you think that something lives without spirit, yet do not think it breathes without lungs? What is it, I ask you, to breathe? To drive breath out of oneself, I suppose. What is it to live? Not to drive breath out of oneself, I suppose. For this I shall have to answer, if to breathe is not the same as to live. But it will belong to the dead not to drive breath: therefore it belongs to the living to drive breath. But it belongs also to the one breathing to drive breath: therefore to breathe also belongs to the living. If either could have run its course without the soul, breathing would not have belonged to the soul, but only being moist. But in fact to live is to breathe, and to breathe is to live. Therefore this whole thing, both to breathe and to live, belongs to that to which living also belongs, that is, to the soul. Finally, if you separate the spirit by nature, separate also its operations:
let both act separately in a divided way, the soul apart, the spirit apart; let the soul live without the spirit, let the spirit breathe without the soul; let one abandon bodies, let the other remain, let death and life come together. For if soul and spirit are two, they can be divided, so that by their division—one departing, the other abiding—a concurrence of death and life may occur. But it will by no means occur; therefore they will not be two which cannot be divided, though they could be divided if they had existed as two. "But it is permissible for two things also to be combined." But they will not be combined, if to live is one thing and to breathe another: their operations distinguish the substances.
And how much more firm is it now that you should believe them one, since you allow no distance between them, so that the soul itself is spirit, since to breathe belongs to the very same to which living also belongs? For what, if you should wish that day be reckoned one thing, and light another, which is added to the day, when the day itself is light? Plainly there will be also other kinds of light, as from the service of fires. For there will be also other species of spirit, as from God, as from the devil. So, when soul and spirit are treated of, the soul itself will be spirit, just as the day itself is light. For that very thing is something, through which something is.
XI. But that I should call the soul spirit, the reasoning of the present question compels me, because breathing is ascribed to another substance. While we claim this for the soul, which we acknowledge to be uniform and simple, we must under a certain condition call it spirit, not by the name of a state, but of an act, nor under the title of substance, but of an operation, because it breathes, not because it is properly a spirit. For to blow is also to breathe. So the soul, which we defend as breath by its property, we now pronounce spirit out of necessity; but against Hermogenes, who contends that it is from matter, not from the breath of God, we defend it as breath properly. For he, against the very faith of Scripture, turns breath into spirit, so that—since it is incredible that the Spirit of God should come into transgression and presently into judgement—the soul may rather be believed to be from matter than from the Spirit of God.
For this reason we, both there defend it as breath, not spirit, according to Scripture and according to the distinction of the spirit, and here pronounce it spirit, however reluctantly, according to the community of breathing and blowing. There the question is about substance; for breathing is an act of substance.
Nor need I say more about this, except on account of the heretics, who cram into the soul some spiritual seed, conferred from the hidden bounty of the mother Sophia without the Maker's knowledge, whereas Scripture, more conscious of its own Maker God, has promulgated nothing further than that God breathed into man's face the breath of life, and man was made into a living soul, through which he thereafter both lives and breathes—the difference of spirit and soul being sufficiently declared in the following writings, God Himself pronouncing: "The spirit went forth from Me, and every breath I made." For the soul also is breath made from spirit. And again: "Who gave breath to the people upon the earth, and spirit to those who tread it."
For first the soul, that is, breath, to the people walking on the earth, that is, acting carnally in the flesh; afterwards the spirit to those who tread the earth, that is, who subdue the works of the flesh, because the Apostle also says that not first is that which is spiritual, but that which is animal, afterwards the spiritual. For even though Adam straightway prophesied that great mystery concerning Christ and the church: "This is now bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh; for this cause shall a man leave his father and mother and cleave to his wife, and they two shall be one flesh"—he underwent an accession of the spirit: for an ecstasy fell upon him, the power of the Holy Spirit that works prophecy. For an evil spirit too is an accidental thing.
Finally, just as the Spirit of God afterwards turned Saul into another man, that is, into a prophet, when it was said, "What is this to the son of Kish? Is Saul also among the prophets?"—so also the evil spirit afterwards turned him into another man, namely into an apostate. Judas too, for some time reckoned among the elect even to the office of the money-bag, though already a defrauder, yet not yet a betrayer—afterwards the devil entered into him. Therefore, if neither the spirit of God nor of the devil is sown together with the soul from birth, it is established that the soul alone exists before the coming of either spirit; and if alone, then also simple and uniform in respect of the name of substance, and thus breathing from no other source than from the lot of its own substance. XII. ON THE MIND.
Accordingly, by the mind, or whether it is what the Greeks call nous, we understand nothing else than a faculty of the soul, inborn and implanted and proper by birth, whereby it acts, whereby it is wise, which, having it with itself out of itself, it moves with itself within itself; and so it seems to be moved by that faculty as by another substance—as those wish who even decree the mind to be the mover of the universe, that god of Socrates, that Only-begotten of Valentinus, from the father Bythos and the mother Sige. How confused is the opinion of Anaxagoras!
For having devised the mind as the beginning of all things, and hanging the pivot of the universe upon its axle, and affirming it to be pure and simple and unmixable, by this very title above all he sets it apart from any mixture with the soul, and yet elsewhere he declares the same to be the soul. This also Aristotle noted, though I do not know whether he was more ready to fill up his own views than to empty out those of others. Finally, he too, while deferring the definition of the mind, meanwhile pronounced there to be another kind of mind, that divine one, which again, showing it to be impassible, he too took away and removed from fellowship with the soul.
For since it is established that the soul is capable of suffering those things which it has been allotted to suffer, either it will suffer through the mind and with the mind, if it is combined with the mind—then the mind cannot be introduced as impassible—or if the soul suffers neither through the mind nor with the mind, it will not be combined with it, with which and to which it suffers nothing. Furthermore, if the soul suffers nothing through it and with it, then it will neither perceive nor be wise nor be moved through it, as they wish. For Aristotle too makes the senses passions. Why not? For to perceive is also to suffer, because to suffer is to perceive. Likewise to be wise is to perceive, and to be moved is to perceive. Thus the whole is to suffer. But we see the soul experiencing none of these things but that it is reckoned also to the mind, because through it and with it the thing is transacted.
Now therefore the mind is both mixable, against Anaxagoras, and passible, against Aristotle. But if a distinction is admitted, so that in substance the mind and the soul are two things, to the one will belong passion and sensation and all discernment and act and motion, but to the other leisure and rest and torpor and no cause at all—and either the mind will be idle or the soul. But if it is established that all these things are attributed to both, then both will be one, and Democritus will prevail, removing the difference; and it will be asked how both are one—whether from the confusion of two substances, or from the disposition of one. But we say that the mind is so combined with the soul, not as another in substance, but as an office of the substance. XIII.
In addition to this, it remains to consider where the principality lies, that is, what presides over what; so that the one whose principality shall have appeared may be the mass of the substance, but that over which the mass of the substance presides may be reckoned into the natural office of the substance. Indeed, who will not grant to the soul the whole sum, by whose name the mention of the whole man has been entitled? "How many souls do I feed," says the rich man—he does not say "minds"; and the pilot wishes the souls saved, not the minds; and the peasant at his work and the soldier in battle affirms that he stakes his soul, not his mind. Whose perils or vows are more renowned, the mind's or the soul's? And what are the dying said to be doing—their mind or their soul?
Finally, the philosophers themselves and the physicians themselves, however much they are also going to dispute about the mind, nevertheless each one has inscribed the very face of his work and the forehead of his subject-matter as "On the Soul." And that you may learn also from God, God always addresses the soul, He calls upon and summons the soul, that it may turn its mind to Him. It is the soul that Christ came to save; it is the soul He threatens to destroy in Gehenna; it is the soul He forbids to be valued too highly; it is the soul that He, the good Shepherd, also lays down for His sheep. You have the principality of the soul; you have in it also the union of substance, of which understand that the mind is the instrument, not the patron. XIV. Otherwise it is singular and simple and wholly of its own, no more built up from another source than divisible from itself, because it is not even dissoluble.
For if it is built up and dissoluble, it is already not immortal. And so, because it is not mortal, it is neither dissoluble nor divisible. For to be divided is to be dissolved, and to be dissolved is to die. But it is divided into parts—now into two by Plato, now into three by Zeno, now into five by Aristotle, and into six by Panaetius, into seven by Soranus, even into eight in Chrysippus, even into nine in Apollophanes, but also into twelve among certain of the Stoics, and into two more than that in Posidonius, who, beginning from two titles—the principal, which they call hegemonikon, and the rational, which they call logikon—thence carried it on to seventeen; thus one set of species after another divide the soul.
But things of this kind will be held to be not so much parts of the soul as powers and faculties and operations, just as Aristotle also judged concerning certain of them. For they are not members of the animal substance, but capacities: such as the motive, the active, the cogitative, and whatever they distinguish in this manner, as also those five most well-known senses themselves—sight, hearing, taste, touch, smell. And although they have assigned to all these certain dwelling-places, individually, in the body, not on that account will this distribution of the soul pertain to sections of the soul, since not even the body itself is so divided into members as those wish the soul to be. On the contrary, from a multitude of members one body is produced, so that this very division is rather a combination.
Behold the most prodigious munificence of Archimedes—I mean the hydraulic organ—so many members, so many parts, so many joints, so many passages for voices, so many contrivances of sounds, so many combinations of modes, so many ranks of pipes, and yet all will be one mass. So too the spirit, which there pants from the pressure of water, will not on that account be separated into parts because it is administered through parts—solid indeed in substance, but divided in operation. This example is not far from Strato and Aenesidemus and Heraclitus; for they too maintain the unity of the soul, which, diffused throughout the whole body and everywhere itself, like breath in a pipe through hollow passages, thus flashes forth through the organs of sense in various ways, not so much cut up as dispensed.
By what titles all these are to be named, and by what divisions arising from itself they are to be held, and by what measurements in the body they are set apart, the physicians together with the philosophers will rather consider; for us a few things will suffice. XV. ON THE RULING PART. First of all, whether there is some highest vital and sapiential degree in the soul, which they call hegemonikon, that is, the principal—because, if it be denied, the whole state of the soul is imperilled. Finally, those who deny the principal have first reckoned the soul itself to be nothing. A certain Messenian, Dicaearchus, and among the physicians Andreas and Asclepiades, thus took away the principal, while they wish the senses to be in the mind itself, to which the principal is vindicated.
Asclepiades is also carried along by that argument, that most animals, when those parts of the body in which the principal is thought chiefly to reside have been removed, still both live to some extent and are wise nonetheless—as flies and wasps and locusts, if you cut off their heads; as goats and tortoises and eels, if you remove their hearts. And therefore, he says, there is no principal, since, if there had been one, once it was lost along with its seats, the vigour of the soul would not persist.
But more philosophers also stand against Dicaearchus—Plato, Strato, Epicurus, Democritus, Empedocles, Socrates, Aristotle—and more physicians against Andreas and Asclepiades—Herophilus, Erasistratus, Diocles, Hippocrates, and Soranus himself—and now more than all of them the Christians, who by God's teaching are led concerning both points, that there is a principal in the soul, and that it is consecrated in a certain recess of the body. For if we read that God is the searcher and inspector of the heart; if His prophet too is proved by discerning the secrets of the heart; if God Himself, considering the heart, forestalls it in the people: "Why do you think evil in your hearts?"; if David also:
"Create in me a clean heart, O God"; and Paul says that with the heart one believes unto righteousness; and John says that each one is reproached by his own heart; if finally he who shall have looked upon a woman to lust after her has already committed adultery in his heart—then both things become clear at once: both that there is a principal in the soul, which the divine intention addresses, that is, the sapiential and vital power (for that which is wise is alive), and that it is held in that treasure-house of the body upon which God looks. So that you should think that this principal is neither agitated from without, according to Heraclitus; nor fanned throughout the whole body, according to Moschion; nor enclosed in the head, according to Plato; nor rather presiding in the crown, according to Xenocrates; nor lodged in the brain, according to Hippocrates; but not either around the base of the brain, as Herophilus holds, nor in the little membranes, as Strato and Erasistratus, nor in the middle of the eyebrows, as Strato the Physicist, nor in the whole cuirass of the breast, as Epicurus; but where both the Egyptians declared, and those who seemed to be commentators on things divine, as also that verse of Orpheus or Empedocles:
"for the blood around the heart in man is his perception." Protagoras too, Apollodorus too, and Chrysippus think these things—so that, refuted even by these, Asclepiades may go seek his goats that bleat without a heart, and drive off his flies that flit about without a head; and let all now know that they themselves rather live without heart and brain who have prejudged the disposition of the human soul from the condition of beasts. XVI. There is also that which pertains to faith, that Plato divides the soul in two ways, into rational and irrational. To which definition we too indeed give our applause, but not so that both should be reckoned to nature. For the rational is to be believed natural, which is inborn in the soul from the beginning, namely from a rational Author.
For what is not rational, which God produced even by His command, much less that which He specifically sent forth by His own inbreathing? But the irrational is to be understood as later, as that which came about from the serpent's instigation—that very admission of transgression—and thereafter grew ingrained and grew up together in the soul after the likeness now of naturalness, because it befell straightway in the first beginning of nature. But since the same Plato calls the rational alone natural, as in the soul of God Himself, if we too ascribe the irrational to nature, which our soul obtained from God, the irrational will equally be of God, inasmuch as it is natural, because God is the Author of nature. But in fact the injection of fault is from the devil, and every fault is irrational;
therefore the irrational is from the devil, from whom fault also comes, being foreign to God, from whom the irrational is alien. Accordingly, the diversity of fault in these things arises from the distinction of their authors. Accordingly, when Plato, setting apart the rational for God alone, subdivides two kinds from the irrational—the irascible, which they call thymikon, and the concupiscible, which they call epithymetikon—so that the former indeed is common to us and to lions, but the latter to us and to flies, while the rational, moreover, is common with God: I see that I must reconsider concerning this too, on account of those things which are found in Christ. For behold, this whole triad exists also in the Lord:
There is also the rational faculty, by which He teaches, by which He discourses, by which He lays out the ways of salvation; and the faculty of indignation, by which He inveighs against the scribes and Pharisees; and the faculty of desire, by which He longs to eat the Passover with His disciples. Therefore among us indignation and desire are not always to be reckoned as springing from the irrational, since we are certain that in the Lord they ran their course rationally. God will be indignant rationally, that is, with those with whom He ought; and God will desire rationally, that is, the things worthy of Himself. For He is indignant at evil and desires the good, namely salvation. The Apostle too grants us desire: 'If any man desires the office of a bishop, he desires a good work'; and in calling it a good work he shows the desire to be rational. He also concedes indignation.
And why not, since he himself took it up? 'Would that they were even cut off,' he says, 'who unsettle you.' Rational too is that indignation which arises from zeal for discipline. But when he says, 'We too were once by nature children of wrath,' he brands the irrational sort of indignation, as being not of that nature which is from God, but of that which the devil introduced—he too being called a lord of his own order: 'You cannot serve two masters'; and he too surnamed a father: 'You are of your father the devil.' Do not be afraid to ascribe to him too a property of another nature, a later and adulterous one, since you read of him as the over-sower of wild oats and the nocturnal corrupter of the crop of grain. XVII. ON THE FIVE SENSES.
There touches upon us also that question of the five senses, which we learn in our first schooling, since from this too the heretics contrive something. There is sight and hearing and smell and taste and touch. The trustworthiness of these the Academics condemn rather harshly; and according to some, so did Heraclitus and Diocles and Empedocles, and certainly Plato in the Timaeus, when he pronounces the faculty of sensation irrational and entangled with mere opinion. And so falsehood is charged against sight, because it asserts that oars in water are bent or broken, contrary to the true knowledge of their soundness; because it persuades us that a square tower at a distance is round; because it slanders a perfectly even portico as narrower at its far end; because it joins the sky, suspended at so great a height, to the sea.
Likewise hearing is accused of deception, as when we take a rumbling for something heavenly and it is a cart; or when, while a thunderstorm threatens, we believe for certain that the sound comes from a cart. So too smell and taste are impeached, seeing that the same perfumes and the same wines are depreciated by later use. So too touch is reproached, seeing that the same pavements are believed rougher to the hands, smoother to the feet; and in the baths the same pool of warm water is reported as scalding at first, then as most temperate. 'To such a degree,' they say, 'are we thus deceived even by the senses, while we change our verdicts.' The Stoics more moderately do not burden every sense, nor at all times, with the charge of lying. The Epicureans more consistently defend a truthfulness equal in all and perpetual, but by another road.
For it is not the sense that lies, they say, but the opinion. For the sense undergoes an impression, it does not form an opinion; it is the soul that forms opinion. They have thus cut off both opinion from sense and sense from soul. But whence comes opinion, if not from sense? In short, unless sight had perceived the tower as round, there would be no opinion of roundness. And whence comes sense, if not from the soul? In short, a body lacking soul will lack sense also. Thus sense is from the soul, and opinion from sense, and the soul is the whole. But it will be far better proposed that there is assuredly something which causes anything to be reported by the senses otherwise than it is in reality. Now if that which is not in reality can be reported, why should it not likewise be possible for something to be reported through that which is not in the senses, but in those causes which intervene under their own name?
And so it will be allowed to review these causes. For that an oar should appear bent or broken in water, the water is the cause; for outside the water the oar is whole to the sight. And the softness of that substance from which a mirror is formed out of light—according as it is struck or moved—thus, by quivering the image, distorts the straight line. Likewise, that the appearance of a tower should deceive, the condition of distance forces it into the open; for the uniformity of the surrounding air, clothing the angles with equal light, obliterates the lines. So too the even shape of a portico is sharpened at its end, while the line of vision, crowded together in the confined space, is there attenuated, even as it is extended. So too the sky is united to the sea where the vision is used up—which, so long as it is strong, keeps them divided. But what else deceives hearing than the resemblance of sounds?
And if afterwards the perfume breathes less, and the wine tastes less, and the pool is less hot, in almost all cases the first force is the whole. As for the rough and the smooth, it is with reason that the hands and feet disagree—the one being tender members, the other calloused. Therefore in this way no deception of the senses will be without a cause. But if causes deceive the senses, and opinions through the senses, then falsehood is to be placed neither in the senses, which follow the causes, nor in the opinions, which are guided by the senses that follow the causes. Those who are mad see one thing for another, as Orestes saw his mother in his sister, and Ajax saw Ulysses in the herd, and Athamas and Agave saw beasts in their children. Will you charge this falsehood upon the eyes, or upon the furies? Those who are jaundiced by an overflow of bile find all things bitter.
Will you then charge the sin upon taste, or upon the state of health? All the senses, therefore, are overthrown or circumvented only for a time, so that they are free from the intrinsic property of deceit. Nay, not even to the causes themselves is the reproach of deceit to be ascribed. For if these things happen by reason, reason does not deserve to be branded as deceitful. What ought to happen in this way is no lie. And so, if even the causes themselves are freed from disgrace, how much more the senses, before which the causes now freely go, since from this very fact truth and trustworthiness and integrity are especially to be vindicated for the senses—namely that they report nothing otherwise than as that reason has dictated which brings it about that anything is reported by the senses otherwise than it is in reality! What are you doing, most impudent Academy?
You overthrow the whole condition of life, you disturb the entire order of nature, you blind the very providence of God, who has set over all His works, to be understood, inhabited, administered, and enjoyed, deceitful and lying masters—the senses! Is not the whole created order ministered to us by these? Is it not through these that the second furnishing was added to the world—so many arts, so many talents, so many pursuits, occupations, offices, dealings, remedies, counsels, comforts, ways of living, culture, adornment—all of which have seasoned the whole savor of life, while through these senses alone of all creatures man is discerned to be a rational animal, capable of intelligence and knowledge, and of the Academy itself?
But indeed Plato, lest he should set any seal of testimony upon the senses, for that reason in the Phaedrus, in the person of Socrates, denies that he is able to know himself, as the Delphic inscription admonishes; and in the Theaetetus he takes from himself the power to know and to perceive; and in the Phaedrus he postpones the verdict of truth till after death—a posthumous verdict, that is—and yet, not yet dead, he was philosophizing.
It is not lawful, it is not lawful for us to call these senses into doubt, lest their trustworthiness should also be debated in the case of Christ, lest perchance it be said that He falsely beheld Satan cast down from heaven, or falsely heard the Father's voice testifying concerning Him, or was deceived when He touched Peter's mother-in-law; or that He perceived afterwards a different scent of the ointment which He accepted for His burial, or a different taste of the wine which He consecrated in memory of His own blood. For in this way even Marcion preferred to believe Him a phantom, disdaining in Him the truth of an entire body. And yet not even in His apostles was His nature made a mockery;
trustworthy was both the sight and the hearing on the mount; trustworthy also the taste of that wine, though it was water before, at the wedding in Galilee; trustworthy also the touch thereafter of the once-doubting Thomas. Recite John's attestation: 'That which we have seen,' he says, 'that which we have heard, we have seen with our eyes, and our hands have handled, concerning the Word of life.' False indeed would be the testimony, if the senses of eyes and ears and hands lie by nature. XVIII. ON THINGS INTELLIGIBLE. I turn to the topic of the intelligibles, seeing how Plato, having attained their knowledge before death, has commended to the heretics that recognition of them as separate from things corporeal. For he says in the Phaedo: 'What then as regards the very possession of wisdom?
Will the body be a hindrance, or not, if one takes it along as a partner in the inquiry? Something of this kind I mean: have sight and hearing any truth for men? Or do not even the poets forever murmur to us that we hear nothing certain nor see anything certain?' He had in mind, of course, also Epicharmus the comic poet: 'The mind sees, the mind hears; the rest are deaf and blind.'
Therefore he says again that he most excels in wisdom who is wise chiefly by the mind, neither setting before himself vision nor drawing to his soul any sense of that kind, but using the pure mind itself in reflection, so as to grasp each pure reality—especially if he has departed from eyes and ears and, so to speak, from the whole body, as disturbing it and not allowing the soul to possess truth and wisdom whenever it associates with it. We see, then, that against the corporeal senses another equipment is held out as far more suitable—namely the powers of the soul, working out the intelligence of that truth whose objects are not present, nor lie beneath the corporeal senses, but are far absent from common awareness, in the secret and in the higher regions, and with God Himself.
For Plato holds that there exist certain substances, invisible, incorporeal, supramundane, divine and eternal, which he calls Ideas, that is, forms, patterns, and causes of these natural things which are manifest and subject to the corporeal senses; and that those Ideas are the truths, while these are their images. Do the heretical seeds of the Gnostics and Valentinians not already shine forth here?
For from this they seize upon the distinction between the corporeal senses and the intellectual powers, which they even fit to the parable of the ten virgins: so that the five foolish ones figured the corporeal senses—foolish, that is, because easily deceived—while the wise ones expressed the mark of the intellectual powers—wise, that is, because they attain to that hidden and heavenly truth, established with the Pleroma, the mysteries of the heretical Ideas; for such are their aeons and genealogies. And so they divide sense itself, assigning the intellectual things to their spiritual seed, but the sensible things to the animal—because the animal in no way grasps the spiritual;
and that to the former belong things invisible, but to the latter things visible and lowly and temporal, which are perceived by sense, being established in images. On these grounds, therefore, we have already laid down beforehand that the mind is nothing other than a support and structure of the soul, and that the spirit is nothing foreign but that which the soul itself is by its breath; while whatever God afterward or the devil might breathe in is to be reckoned an accession.
And now, as regards the distinction between the sensible and the intellectual, we admit nothing other than diversities of things—corporeal and spiritual, visible and invisible, public and hidden—so that the former are attributed to sense, the latter to intellect; yet with both of these assigned in service to the soul, which perceives corporeal things through the body just as it understands incorporeal things through the mind, saving this, that it also perceives while it understands. For is not perceiving also understanding, and understanding perceiving? Or what will sense be, except an understanding of the thing that is perceived? What will intellect be, except a perception of the thing that is understood? Whence these torments of racking simplicity and hanging up the truth?
Who will show me a sense that does not understand what it perceives, or an intellect that does not perceive what it understands, so as to prove that the one can exist without the other? If corporeal things are indeed perceived, but incorporeal things understood, the kinds of things are diverse—not the dwelling-places of sense and intellect, that is, not soul and mind. In short, by what are corporeal things perceived? If by the mind, then the mind is already sensible, not merely intellectual; for while it understands, it perceives, since if it does not perceive, neither does it understand. But if corporeal things are perceived by the soul, then the soul's power is already intellectual, not merely sensible; for while it perceives, it understands, since if it does not understand, neither does it perceive. Likewise, by what are incorporeal things understood?
If by the mind, where will the soul be? If by the soul, where will the mind be? For things that stand apart ought to be absent from one another, when they operate with their own functions. You will perhaps think the mind absent from the soul at times—since it comes about that we do not know we have seen or heard something, because the mind was elsewhere. So much so that I will rather contend that the soul itself neither saw nor heard, because it was elsewhere with its own power, that is, with the mind. For even when a man is deranged, it is not the soul that goes wandering that is deranged, but the mind then suffering with it—though the mishap is principally the soul's. Whence is this confirmed? From the fact that when the soul has departed, the mind too is not found in the man; thus it everywhere follows her, from whom it does not stay behind even at the end.
But when it follows and is given up, the intellect is given up to the soul in the same measure as the mind follows, to which the intellect is given up. Let intellect now be even more powerful than sense, and a better knower of mysteries—provided that it too is a proper power of the soul, as sense is. It makes no difference to me, except when intellect is for this reason preferred to sense, so that from this too it may be held to be more separate insofar as it is affirmed to be more powerful. Then, after the distinction, I must blunt even the preference, which would proceed as far as the persuasion of a more powerful god. But concerning his god too we shall make trial with the heretics on their own field. Now the title is of the soul, and this is the place for not treacherously preferring the intellect.
For even though the things attained by intellect, as spiritual, are more excellent than those attained by sense, as corporeal, the preference will belong to the things—namely of the loftier over the humbler—not of intellect over sense. For how should intellect be preferred to sense, by which it is informed toward the knowledge of truths? For if truths are apprehended through images, that is, invisible things are known through visible, since the Apostle too writes to us, 'For His invisible things, from the creation of the world, are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made'; and Plato to the heretics, 'The appearances of hidden things are those which appear'; and:
'it is altogether necessary that this world be a certain image of some other'—does it seem to you that intellect uses sense as its guide and author and principal foundation, and that without it truths cannot be attained? How, then, will it be more powerful than that through which it exists, which it needs, and to which it owes all that it attains? Thus both conclusions are established: that intellect is neither to be preferred to sense (for that through which anything subsists is inferior to it), nor to be separated from sense (for that through which anything is, is with it). XIX. THAT THE INTELLECT IS ALWAYS PRESENT IN THE SOUL. But neither are those to be passed over who deprive the soul of intellect even for a little while. For thus they pave the way for afterward introducing it, like the mind, from which the intellect is supposed to proceed.
They will have it that infancy is contained by the soul alone, by which it merely lives, not so as at the same time to be wise, because not all things that live are wise. In short, trees live and yet are not wise, according to Aristotle and any other who assigns an animate substance to the universe—a thing which among us is a private possession in man, not merely as a work of God, which other things too are, but as the breath of God, which this alone is, which we say is born with all its own equipment. And if we are challenged with trees, we will embrace the example, since even in them, while they are not yet little shrubs but still stocks and shoots, even at the very moment they rise from the trenches, there is present a proper power of soul.
But according to the reckoning of time it lingers, growing together and maturing along with its own strength, until age fills out the habit by which nature performs its function. Or whence do shoots soon get grafted onto them, and leaves are shaped, and buds swell, and little flowers are adorned, and juices are seasoned, if not because in them the whole equipment of the kind rests, and, brought forth part by part, grows great? Thence, therefore, they are wise from the same source whence they live, by a property of living as much as of being wise, and that indeed from infancy, and these too from their own. For I see even a vine, still tender and unripe, yet already understanding its own tasks, and wishing to cling to something upon which, leaning and entwined, it may thrive.
In short, without waiting for the husbandman's training, without a reed, without a prop, if it touches anything, it will love it of its own accord, and indeed will embrace it more vigorously from its own instinct than at your discretion. It hastens to be secure. I see also ivy, however much you press it down, at once striving toward the heights and hanging up with none to lead the way, because it would rather be borne upon walls with its woven foliage than be trodden on the ground by a self-inflicted injury. On the other hand, when things fare ill for them from a building, how they draw back as they grow, how they flee! You may feel the branches turned elsewhere, and understand the tree's animation from its parting from the wall. It is content with the smallness which from the beginning the most provident shrub learned, fearing even collapse. Why should I not contend for these wisdoms and knowledges of trees?
Let them live as the philosophers will, but be wise as the philosophers will not; let even the infancy of wood understand—how much more that of man, whose soul, like a certain shoot led forth from the mother-stock of Adam into propagation and entrusted to the fertile hollows of the woman, has sprouted with all its own equipment as much in intellect as in sense. I lie, if the infant does not, the moment it has greeted life with a wail, thereby testify that it has itself perceived and understood the very fact that it is born, at once dedicating all its senses in that same place: sight by light, hearing by sound, taste by moisture, smell by air, touch by earth. Thus that first cry is wrung from the first motions of the senses and the first pulsings of the intellects.
There is more, in that some interpret that plaintive cry, from the prospect of a tearful life, as a voice foretelling misfortunes—that it must even be foreknown, from the very entrance into birth, let alone understood. Thereafter the infant proves its mother by the spirit, and examines its nurse by the spirit, and recognizes its bearer by the spirit, fleeing strange breasts and refusing unfamiliar cradles, longing for no one except from habit. Whence has it this judgment of novelty and of custom, if it is not wise? Whence has it to be both offended and soothed, if it does not understand? It is wondrous enough that infancy should be naturally spirited without having a mind, and naturally affectionate without having intellect.
But indeed Christ, by taking proof of praise from the mouth of sucklings and little ones, pronounced neither boyhood nor infancy dull, of which the one, coming forward with its suffrage, could offer Him testimony, while the other, slaughtered on His behalf, certainly felt the violence. XX. ON NATURAL THINGS. And so here too we conclude that all the natural properties of the soul, as substantial to it, are inherent in it, and proceed and advance together with it from the very source by which it is accounted a soul. As Seneca too, often ours, says: 'Implanted in us are the seeds of all arts and ages, and God the Master, from what is hidden, produces our talents'—that is, from the seeds implanted and hidden throughout infancy, which are also the intellects. For from these are talents produced.
Further, in the seeds of crops too there is one form of each kind, yet the developments are varied: some come out in whole condition, some respond even better, some degenerate—according to the condition of climate and soil, according to the manner of tillage and care, according to the outcome of the seasons, according to the license of chances. So too it will be possible for the soul to be uniform in seed, multiform in produce. For here also place makes a difference. It is reported that at Thebes men are born dull and stupid, at Athens most acute in wisdom and speech, where among the Colyttus quarter children speak a month earlier with precocious tongue—since Plato too in the Timaeus affirms that Minerva, when she was establishing that city, looked to nothing else than the nature of the region, which promised such talents;
whence he himself too, in the Laws, enjoins upon Megillus and Clinias to procure a suitable place for founding a city. But Empedocles set the cause of a keen or a dull disposition in the quality of the blood, while he derives the perfected and advanced condition from teaching and training. Nevertheless it is now a commonplace, the matter of national characteristics. The comic poets mock the Phrygians as timid; Sallust assails the Moors as vain and the Dalmatians as fierce; even the Apostle brands the Cretans as liars. Perhaps something may accrue also from the body and its state of health. Corpulence hinders wisdom, leanness assists it; paralysis squanders the mind, consumption preserves it. How much more will they be held from accidental things which, apart from bulk and vigor, either sharpen or blunt the mind!
Sharpening the mind are doctrines, disciplines, arts, and the business of experience—studies; blunting it are ignorances, slothfulnesses, idlenesses, lusts, inexperiences, leisures, vices; and above these, if certain powers also preside. And indeed they do preside—according to us, God the Lord and the devil His rival; according to common opinion, providence and fate and necessity and fortune and freedom of choice. For the philosophers too distinguish these, and we have already vowed to treat them according to the faith under their own heading. It is clear how great are the things that have variously disposed the one nature of the soul, so that they are commonly reckoned to be natures—when they are not species, but lots and portions of nature, and of a single substance, namely that which God conferred upon Adam and made the matrix of all;
and indeed they will be lots, not species of a single substance—that is, this moral variety, as great as it now is, will not have been so great in Adam himself, the very prince of the race. For all these things ought to have been in him, as in the fountainhead of nature, and thence to have flowed with all their variety, if there had been a variety of nature. XXI. But if the nature of the soul was uniform from the beginning in Adam, before so many talents, then it is not multiform—because uniform—through so many talents; nor triform, so that the Valentinian trinity may yet be cut down, which is not even recognized in Adam. For what was spiritual in him? If it be because he prophesied that great mystery concerning Christ and the Church: 'This is bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh; she shall be called woman';
'therefore a man shall leave father and mother and shall be joined to his wife, and the two shall become one flesh'—this came upon him afterward, when God cast upon him an ecstasy, a spiritual force, in which prophecy consists. And if evil also appeared in him, in the transgression that was committed, neither is this to be reckoned natural, since he wrought it at the instigation of the serpent—as little natural as it was material, since we have already excluded the credibility of matter also. But if neither the spiritual nor what is called the material was proper to him (even if the seed of evil had been from matter), it remains that in him alone and uniquely there was that natural thing which is accounted animal—which we have defended as simple in condition and uniform.
Concerning this it plainly remains to be asked whether that which is called natural ought to be believed changeable. For the same men deny that nature is convertible, so as to fix their trinity in individual properties, because a good tree does not bear bad fruits, nor a bad tree good ones, and no one gathers figs from thorns or grapes from brambles. Therefore, if it is so, God will neither be able to raise up children to Abraham from stones, nor make the broods of vipers bring forth fruits of repentance; and the Apostle erred in writing: 'You too were once darkness'; and: 'We too were once by nature children of wrath'; and: 'Among these you too once were, but you have been washed.' But holy sentences will never be at variance.
For a bad tree will not give good fruits, if it is not grafted; and a good tree will give bad ones, if it is not cultivated; and stones will become children of Abraham, if they are shaped into the faith of Abraham; and broods of vipers will produce the fruit of repentance, if they have spat out the venoms of malice. This will be the force of divine grace, more powerful assuredly than nature, having subject to it within us the free power of the will which is called autexousion (self-determination); and since this power is itself also natural and mutable, whichever way it is turned, nature is turned with it. That the autexousion is naturally within us we have already shown both to Marcion and to Hermogenes. What now, if the condition of nature must also be so defined that it be determined as twofold—of things born and unborn, of things made and unmade?
And thus, whatever shall have been established as born and made, its nature will admit of change: for it will be able both to be reborn and to be renewed. But the unborn and unmade will stand immovable. And since this belongs to God alone—as to the sole unborn and unmade, and therefore immortal and inconvertible—it is settled that the nature of all other things born and made is convertible and changeable; so that, even if a trinity were to be ascribed to the soul, it would be reckoned from the change of accident, not from the constitution of nature. XXII. Hermogenes has already heard from us the other natural properties of the soul, together with their defense and proof, through which the soul is known to be akin rather to God than to matter. Here they will only be named, lest they seem to have been passed over.
For we have granted it both freedom of the will, as we wrote above, and dominion over things, and divination at times—setting aside that which comes by God's grace out of prophecy. And so I will now withdraw from this review of the soul's disposition, that I may complete its arrangement. We define the soul as born of the breath of God, immortal, corporeal, having a definite shape, simple in substance, wise of itself, developing variously, free of will, subject to accident, mutable through talents, rational, dominant, divining, redounding from one. It follows now that we consider how it redounds from one—that is, whence and when and by what principle it is derived. XXIII. WHENCE THE SOUL COMES.
Certain persons believe that they have come down from the heavens, with as great a conviction as they promise that they will assuredly return thither—as Saturninus, the disciple of Menander the Simonian, introduced, affirming that man was made by angels, and that at first the work quivered, futile and feeble and unstable upon the earth, like a worm, because it lacked the strength to stand; and thereafter, out of the mercy of the supreme power, to whose image, though not fully perceived, he had been rashly framed, he obtained a little spark of life which roused and set him up and animated him more steadfastly, and which, after the departure of life, is to be brought back to the matrix.
But Carpocrates too claims just as much for himself concerning higher things, so that his disciples set their own souls on a par even with Christ, let alone the apostles, and, when they please, prefer them—souls which they have likewise conceived from a sublime virtue, as despisers of the world-ruling principalities. Apelles reports that souls were enticed by earthly foods from their supercelestial seats by a fiery angel, the god of Israel and ours, who thereafter fashioned around them the sinful flesh. The swarm of Valentinus stuffs into the soul the seed of Sophia, through which they recognize the histories and Milesian tales of their aeons from the images of visible things. In good faith, I grieve that Plato has been made the caterer of all the heretics.
For it is his teaching, both in the Phaedo, that souls departing from here pass thither, and from thence come hither again; likewise in the Timaeus, that the offspring of god, to whom the begetting of mortals had been delegated, having received the beginning of an immortal soul, moulded around it a mortal body; and moreover, that this world is the image of some other. That he might commend all these things to belief, and prove that the soul, before it came here, had of old dwelt with god in the fellowship of the Ideas, and had passed over hither from thence, and that it here reviews the things it had formerly known concerning the archetypes, he devised a new argument, that learnings are recollections, that is, that the souls coming hither from thence forget the things among which they had previously been, and thereafter, being instructed by these visible things, remember.
Since, therefore, by an argument of this kind those doctrines are insinuated by Plato which the heretics borrow, I shall sufficiently beat back the heretics if I demolish Plato's argument. XXIV. Against Plato's 'learnings and recollections.' First of all, I will not grant that the soul is capable of forgetfulness, for he conceded to it so great a divinity that it is made equal to god. He makes it unbegotten—which alone I could have armed as a testimony to its full divinity; he adds that it is immortal, incorruptible, incorporeal, since he believed god to be this also, invisible, unfigurable, uniform, primal, rational, intellectual. What more could he attribute to the soul, even if he named it god?
But we, who ascribe nothing to god by way of comparison, do for this very reason rate the soul far below god, in that we acknowledge it to be begotten, and therefore of a more diluted divinity and a slenderer felicity—as a breath, not as a spirit; and though immortal, which belongs to its divinity, yet passible, which belongs to its origin, and thus from the very beginning capable of aberration and thereby also akin to forgetfulness. Enough on this point in my discussion with Hermogenes.
For the rest: that which, in order that it might deservedly be held to be god by the equalizing of all its properties, will be subject to no passion, will thereby also be subject to no forgetfulness, since forgetfulness is as great a wrong as is the glory of that whose wrong it is—namely, memory, which Plato himself proclaimed to be the preservation of the senses and the understanding, and Cicero the treasure-house of all studies. Nor will this now even be brought into doubt, whether so divine a soul could have lost its memory, but rather whether, having lost it, it can recover it again. For that which it ought not to have forgotten, if it has forgotten it, I know not whether it is able to recollect. Thus both alternatives will fit my soul, not Plato's. In the second place I will urge: do you make the soul possessed of those Ideas by nature, or not? 'Nay, by nature,' you say.
No one, then, will grant that the natural knowledge of natural things can fall away. The knowledge of arts may fall away, and of studies; the knowledge of doctrines and disciplines may fall away; there may fall away perhaps even the knowledge of native talents and dispositions, which seem to be of nature yet are not, because, as we have premised, they stand upon accidents—according to places, and upbringings, and bodily constitutions and states of health, and dominating powers, and freedoms of the will. But the knowledge of natural things does not fail even in the beasts. Plainly the lion will forget his ferocity, being forestalled by the training of tameness, and with his whole crest of mane will become the darling of some queen Berenice, wiping her cheeks clean with his tongue. His savage manners will leave the beast, but the knowledge of natural things will remain.
The same lion will not forget its natural foods, its natural remedies, its natural terrors: even if the queen offer it fish and cakes, it will crave flesh; and if she compound an antidote for it when it languishes, the lion will seek out an ape; and though no hunting-spear be set against it, yet will it dread a cock. In like manner, even in a man perhaps the most forgetful of all, the knowledge of natural things alone will remain unblotted, as being alone truly natural—ever mindful of eating in hunger and of drinking in thirst, and that the eyes are for seeing and the ears for hearing and the nostrils for smelling and the mouth for tasting and the hand for touching. These, surely, are the senses which philosophy disparages by preferring the intellectual faculties.
If, therefore, the natural knowledge of things sensible remains, how shall that of things intelligible, which is held to be superior, perish? Whence now comes that very force of forgetfulness which precedes recollection? 'From the multitude of time,' he says. Too heedlessly said! For the quantity of time will have no bearing upon that thing which is said to be unbegotten and for that very reason above all believed to be eternal. For that which is eternal, precisely because it is also unbegotten, admitting neither beginning nor end of time, suffers no measure of time; and that which has no measure of time is neither subject to any alteration by time, nor is there any such force from the multitude of time.
If time is the cause of forgetfulness, why is it that from the moment the soul is introduced into the body its memory begins to slip away, as though from that point onward the soul were undergoing time—the soul which without doubt did not exist prior to the body without being, likewise, without time? But once it has entered the body, does it forget immediately, or somewhat later? If immediately, what multitude of time is there as yet to be reckoned? (Infancy, forsooth.) If somewhat later, then in that interval, before the times of forgetfulness, the soul will still act while mindful. And what sort of thing is it, that afterward it should forget and again afterward recollect? Moreover, at whatever time forgetfulness rushed upon it, what measure of time, again, will here be reckoned? The whole course of a lifetime, I suppose, will not suffice to overthrow the memory of so long an age before the body.
But again Plato shifts the cause to the body, as though this too were worthy of belief—that a begotten substance should extinguish the power of an unbegotten one. Yet great and manifold are the differences of bodies, according to race, according to size, according to constitution, according to age, according to health. Shall the differences of forgetfulnesses, then, also be estimated accordingly? But forgetfulness is uniform; therefore a multiform bodily nature will not be the cause of a uniform result. Likewise many proofs, with Plato himself as witness, have established the soul's power of divination, which we have already set before Hermogenes. And indeed there is no man who does not himself at some time feel his own soul to be prophetic, an augur of an omen or a danger or a joy. If the body does not obstruct divination, neither, I suppose, will it hinder memory.
In the very same body, surely, souls both forget and recollect. If some principle of the body strikes in forgetfulness, how will it admit recollection, which is its contrary (since even recollection itself, after forgetfulness, is memory come back to life)? That which opposes the first memory, why does it not also thwart the second? Finally, who would remember better than little children, as being fresher souls, as not yet plunged into domestic and public cares, as owed to their studies alone—whose learnings become recollections? Nay, why do we not all recollect equally, since we all forget equally? But only the philosophers do—and not even all of these.
Plato, forsooth, alone in so great a forest of nations, in so vast a meadow of the wise, both forgot and recollected the Ideas. Therefore, even if this principal argumentation in no way holds together, that whole doctrine to which it was fitted is likewise overthrown—namely, that souls should be believed to be both unbegotten, and to have dwelt in the heavenly places and been conscious of divine things there, and to have been brought down from thence, and here to recollect—so as plainly to furnish occasions to the heretics. XXV. That the soul and the flesh are conceived together. Now then I will return to the cause of this digression, that I may render an account how souls overflow from one, and when and where and by what principle they are taken up; concerning which matter it makes no difference whether the question arise from a philosopher, or from a heretic, or from the common crowd.
It matters nothing to the professors of truth what its adversaries hold, especially adversaries as bold as are those first men who presume that the soul is not conceived in the womb, nor moulded and produced together with the fashioning of the flesh, but is impressed from without upon the infant only after birth is already accomplished and while it is not yet alive; and that for the rest the seed, set apart from intercourse in the female parts and quickened by natural motion, thickens into the substance of flesh alone; that this, being brought forth and steaming from the furnace of the womb and loosened by heat—like iron glowing hot and then plunged into cold water—being thus struck by the rigor of the air, both seizes upon animal life and gives back a vocal sound.
This the Stoics hold, together with Aenesidemus, and at times Plato himself, when he says that in like manner a soul, strange and an exile from the womb, is drawn in at the first breath of the infant being born, just as it is led out at the last expiration. We shall see whether he framed this as his settled opinion. Nor was there lacking even among the physicians one Hicesius, a betrayer both of nature and of his own art. They were ashamed, I suppose, to lay down that which the women would recognize. And how much more blush-worthy an issue, to be refuted by women rather than confirmed! For in a matter of this kind there is no one so fit a master, arbiter, and witness as that very sex.
Answer, you mothers—you who are pregnant, you who have borne children (let the barren and the males keep silence): the truth of your nature is sought, the faithful testimony of your experience is called upon. Do you perceive in the fetus any liveliness other than your own—by which the flanks throb, the sides quiver, the whole compass of the belly is beaten, and the region of the weight is everywhere shifted? Are not these motions your joys and your sure security, that you thus trust the infant both to live and to play? And if its restlessness cease, do you not first take fright for it? And does it not already hear within you, when it is startled at a new sound? And do you not crave certain foods for its sake, and for its sake also loathe others?
Do you not also share your states of health with each other by turns—the child indeed sharing even in your bruises, by which it too within is marked upon the same limbs, taking to itself the injuries of the mother? If the livid and red of blood is a passion, without a soul there will be no blood; if every accession of health is such, without a soul there will be no health; if nourishment, fasting, growths, decreases, fear, motion are functions of the soul, he who performs them lives. Finally, he ceases to live who ceases to function. Finally, the dead too are brought forth; and how, unless they were also once alive? And how were they dead, unless they were first alive? And yet even in the very womb the infant is sometimes slaughtered by a necessary cruelty, when, turned crosswise at the delivery, it denies its own birth—a matricide, unless doomed to die.
And so there is, among the instruments of physicians, both the device by which the hidden parts are first compelled to open by a twisting adjustment (they call it the ring-knife), by which the members are cut within at anxious discretion; and the blunt hook, by which the whole crime is drawn out in violent delivery. There is also a bronze spike, by which the very throat-cutting is directed in blind brigandage—the embryo-slayer they call it, from its office in infanticide, being the destroyer of the living infant, to be sure. This Hippocrates possessed, and Asclepiades, and Erasistratus, and even Herophilus the dissector of adults, and the gentler Soranus himself—all certain that the conceived thing is an animate being, and therefore pitying such most unhappy infancy, that it might rather be slain than be torn to pieces alive.
Concerning which necessity of crime Hicesius, I believe, did not even doubt, when he brought the soul in upon the already-born from the stroke of the cold air, because even the very word for soul among the Greeks corresponds to cooling. Are the barbarian and Roman nations, then, animated in some other way, because they have named the soul by something other than 'psyche'? But how many nations are reckoned under the most burning zone, scorched even in their color? Whence comes a soul to those for whom there is no rigor of air? I say nothing of the heats of bedchambers and of all the provision of warmth necessary there for women in labor, to be fanned upon whom is a very great danger. In the baths themselves the fetus almost slips forth, and at once its wailing is heard.
For the rest, if the rigor of the air is the treasure-house of the soul, then outside Germany and Scythia and the Alps and the Argaeus mountains no one ought to have been born. But in fact peoples are more numerous under the eastern and southern temperature, and their talents are readier, while all the Sarmatians are sluggish even in mind. For minds too would come forth keener from the cold regions, if souls came from the little chills; for it is with the substance that the power comes. These things being thus established beforehand, we can also call to mind those who, when the mother's womb was cut open, drew in air alive—certain men of the line of Liber and the Scipios.
But if anyone, like Plato, does not suppose that two souls can meet together in one, just as neither can two bodies, I would have shown him not only two souls heaped together into one—just as bodies also are, in the case of embryos—but indeed many other things joined together with the soul: namely, the substance of a demon, and not of one only, as in Socrates himself, but even of a sevenfold spirit, as in the Magdalene, and of a legionary number, as in the Gerasene—so that a soul is the more easily joined with a soul, from the kinship of substance, than a wicked spirit is joined with a soul, from the diversity of nature. And yet the same Plato, warning in the sixth book of the Laws to beware lest the corruption of the seed, from some baseness of intercourse, engender a stain upon body and soul, I know not whether he lapsed rather from his former or from this latter opinion.
For he shows that the soul is introduced from the seed, which he warns must be cared for, and not from the first breath of the newborn. Whence, I ask, do we also answer to our parents in the likeness of the soul, as regards native dispositions, according to the testimony of Cleanthes, if we are not also brought forth from the seed of the soul? And why did the ancient astrologers direct the horoscope of a man from the beginning of conception, if there is not from that point a soul also, to which equally pertains—if it is anything—the breath? XXVI. But all the inconsistency of human opinion reaches only up to the boundaries of god. Now I will gather my steps into our own lines, that what I have answered to philosophers and physicians, I may prove to a Christian. Upon your own foundation, brother, build up your faith.
Behold the living wombs of the most holy women—the infants there not only already breathing, but even prophesying. Behold, the inward parts of Rebecca are disturbed, and the birth is still far off, and there is no impulse of air. Behold, the twofold offspring tumults in the mother's places, and as yet there are nowhere two peoples. A portentous wantonness of an infancy, perhaps, striving before it is moist, spirited before it is animated—if only it had merely troubled the mother by its leaping. But when the birth is opened and the number is inspected and the augury is recognized, I think that now not only are the souls of the infants proved, but also their contendings. He who had come first to be born was held back by him whom he had come before, though not yet more fully brought forth, but only born as to the hand.
And if the one himself imbibed his soul at the first breath after the Platonic manner, or plucked it from the rigor of the air after the Stoic fashion, what of that other who was being awaited, who was still held back within and already held back the one outside? Not yet breathing, I suppose, he had seized his brother's heel; even now, warm from the mother, he desired to have come forth first. O infant both emulous and vigorous and already, I believe, contentious—because alive! Behold also singular conceptions, and indeed more monstrous ones, of a barren woman and of a virgin, who by this very fact might have brought forth imperfect ones, in the subversion of nature—the one being numbed as to seed, the other untouched. It would have been fitting, if anything, that those should be born without a soul who had not been duly conceived; but even they live, each in his own womb.
Elizabeth exults—John within had leaped; Mary glorifies the Lord—Christ within had prompted her. The mothers recognize their offspring by turns, being themselves recognized in turn by those infants who were assuredly living, who were not only souls but also spirits. So also you read the voice of god to Jeremiah: 'Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you.' If god forms in the womb, he also breathes upon it from the form of the beginning: 'and god formed man and breathed into him the breath of life.' Nor could god have known man in the womb, save as a whole man: 'and before you came forth from the belly, I sanctified you.' And a body still dead? By no means at all: for god is of the living, not of the dead. XXVII. How, then, is the animate being conceived?
Is the substance of both, body and soul, welded together at the same time, or does one of them precede? Nay, we say that both are conceived and formed and perfected together, just as also brought forth together, and that no moment intervenes in conception during which the order might be arranged. For consider the last things in the light of the first: if death is defined as nothing other than the disjunction of body and soul, the contrary of death, life, will be defined as nothing other than the conjunction of body and soul; if the disjunction befalls both substances at once through death, this must have prescribed that the form of conjunction likewise befalls both substances alike through life. Further, we acknowledge life from conception, because we vindicate the soul from conception; for from that point is life, from which is soul.
Equally, therefore, are those things welded together into life which are equally separated in death. Then, if we assign primacy to the one and secondariness to the other, the times of the seed too must be distinguished according to the condition of that order. And when will the seed of the body be deposited, when that of the soul? Nay, if the times of the seeds are to be divided, the materials too will be held to be diverse, from the distance of the times. For even though we shall confess two kinds of seed, corporeal and animal, we yet vindicate them as undivided, and in this manner contemporaneous and of the same moment. Let us therefore not be ashamed of a necessary exposition. Nature is to be venerated, not blushed at. It was lust, not the state itself, that defiled intercourse. It is excess, not the state, that is unchaste; since the state is blessed before god:
'Increase and multiply into a multitude'; but excess is accursed—adulteries and fornications and brothels. In this solemn office of the sexes, then, which unites male and female—in intercourse, I mean, the common act—we know that both soul and flesh function together: the soul by concupiscence, the flesh by operation; the soul by instinct, the flesh by act. By a single impulse of both, therefore, the whole man being shaken, the seed of the whole man is discharged, having its fluid from the corporeal substance and its warmth from the animal. And if 'soul' is a cold name among the Greeks, why does the body grow cold once it is withdrawn?
Finally—that I may still venture rather by modesty than by proof—in that very heat of the ultimate pleasure by which the generative fluid is expelled, do we not perceive something of the soul also going forth, and thereby do we not grow faint and languid with a diminution of the light? This will be the animal seed, forthwith from the distillation of the soul, just as that fluid, the corporeal seed, is from the refining of the flesh. Most faithful are the examples of the beginning. From the clay is the flesh in Adam. What else is clay but a rich liquid? Thence will be the generative fluid. From the breath of god is the soul. What else is the breath of god but the vapor of the spirit? Thence will be that which we breathe out through that fluid.
Since, therefore, in the beginning two things diverse and divided—clay and breath—had joined into one man, and both substances, now blended in the one, had mingled also their seeds, and thence handed down the form for propagating the race, so that now too the two, though diverse, yet united, flow forth alike, and being alike sown in their own furrow and field, alike sprout forth a man from both substances, in whom again their own seed lies, according to its kind—just as has been prescribed for every generative condition. Therefore from one man is all this overflowing abundance of souls, nature observing, to be sure, the edict of god: 'Increase and multiply into a multitude.' For even in the very preface of the work of the one man, 'let us make man,' all posterity was foretold in the plural:
'and let them have dominion over the fishes of the sea.' No wonder—the promise of the harvest is in the seed. XXVIII. Against Plato, that the living are not made from the dead. What now is that old saying, in the memory of Plato, concerning the reciprocal running to and fro of souls—that those departing hence go thither, and again come hither, and are made, and that thereafter it likewise holds that the living are made anew from the dead? Pythagorean, as some will have it; divine, Albinus reckons it, of Mercury the Egyptian, perhaps. But there is no divine saying save of the one god, wherewith the prophets, wherewith the apostles, wherewith Christ himself thundered.
Moses is far more ancient even than Saturn—by about nine hundred years—let alone than his great-grandsons, and certainly far more divine, who arranged the courses of the human race from the beginning of the world too, by individual births, by name and by time, being sufficiently proved in the divinity of his work by the divination of his utterance. But if the Samian sophist is Plato's authority for the perpetually revolving return of souls, ever by an alternating substitution of the dead and the living, certainly that Pythagoras, though good in other respects, yet in order to construct this opinion leaned not only upon a base but even upon a rash lie. Learn, you who do not know, and believe with us. He feigns death, hides in an underground place, and condemns himself there to endurance for seven years;
meanwhile, from his sole confidante and helper, his mother, he learns what he was to report about the deceased descendants, so as to gain credit for the matter. When he thought he had sufficiently marred his fleshly appearance to attain the full horror of a long-dead man, he emerges from the recesses of his deceit as one restored from the dead. Who would not have believed that he had come back to life whom he had believed to have died—hearing, above all, from him those things about the dead descendants which he could not have seemed to learn except among the dead? Thus 'the living are made from the dead' is an old saying. What of it, even if it were more recent? Truth does not require antiquity, nor does falsehood shun novelty. I hold it plainly false, though of noble antiquity; and why not false, whose testimony too is from what is false?
How shall I believe that Pythagoras does not lie, who lies in order that I may believe? How will he persuade me that he had formerly, before Pythagoras, been Aethalides and Euphorbus and Pyrrhus the fisherman and Hermotimus, so as to persuade me that the living are made from the dead—he who has again perjured himself as Pythagoras? For by how much the more credible it would have been that he himself, of his own accord, had returned once into life, than that another and yet another so many times had done so, by so much the more he has deceived in the harder things, who has lied in the softer. 'But he recognized the shield of Euphorbus, of old consecrated at Delphi, and called it his own, and proved it by marks commonly unknown.' Look to his underground vault, and, if it holds, believe.
For he who contrived such a trick, with injury to his good health, with fraud—condemned for seven years of life beneath the earth to hunger, sloth, and shadow—for whom the loathing of the sky was of such moment, what rashness would he not have approached, what curiosity would he not have attempted, to arrive at the mark of that shield? But what if he found it in some more obscure histories? What if he drank in some little golden breaths of a fame surviving from a tradition now fallen away? What if he learned it from the temple-keeper, an inspection having been secretly bought? We know too that magic is permitted to explore hidden things through spirits that descend, and attendant familiars, and pythonic spirits. For did not even Pherecydes, the teacher of Pythagoras, divine—not to say dream—perhaps by these arts?
What if the same demon that was in Euphorbus, who did the deeds of blood, was in him too? Finally, he who had proved himself to be Euphorbus from the token of the shield—why did he recognize none of his Trojan fellow-soldiers equally well? For they too would by now have come back to life, if the living were made from the dead. XXIX. It is agreed indeed that the dead are made from the living, yet not for that reason also that the living are made from the dead. For from the beginning the living were prior, whence from the beginning likewise the dead were later, and from no other source than from the living. The former had a source whence rather to arise, provided it was not from the dead. The latter had no source whence rather to be derived, save from the living. Therefore if from the beginning the living were not from the dead, why afterward from the dead? Had that source, whatever it be, of the origin failed? Or did nature repent of the form? And how is that form preserved in the dead?
Is it not the case that, because from the beginning the dead were from the living, therefore they are always from the living? For either the form of the beginning would have persevered in both cases, or it would have changed in both—so that, if the living had afterward to be made from the dead, it ought likewise to follow that the dead too are not made from the living. If the faith of the institution ought not to be everywhere equal, contraries are not on all sides reformed from contraries by alternation. For we too will set in opposition the contrarieties of the born and the unborn, of sight and blindness, of youth and old age, of wisdom and folly.
And yet, not for that reason does the unborn come forth from the born, because the contrary is made from the contrary; nor sight again from blindness, because from sight blindness befalls; nor youth again come to life from old age, because from youth old age withers; nor folly again be dulled from wisdom, because from folly wisdom is sharpened. These things too Albinus, fearing for his Plato, subtly seeks to distinguish as kinds of contrarieties—as though these were not as absolutely set among contrarieties as those which he interprets according to his master's opinion—life, I mean, and death. And yet life is not restored from death, because death is derived from life. XXX. But what shall we answer to the rest?
First, then, if the living were from the dead, just as the dead are from the living, altogether one and the same number of all men would always have held fast—namely, that number which had first entered into life. For the living are prior to the dead, then the dead are from the living, and again the living from the dead. And while this is always from the same ones, so there are always just as many who are from the same ones. For neither would more nor fewer have gone forth than returned.
But we find, according to the records even of human antiquities, that the human race has gradually grown to overflowing, while Aborigines, or wanderers, or exiles, or various glory-seekers, seize lands—as the Scythians seized the Parthian lands, as the Temenidae seized the Peloponnese, as the Athenians seized Asia, as the Phrygians seized Italy, as the Phoenicians seized Africa—while regular migrations, which they call colonies, by design of relieving overpopulation, hurl swarms of a nation into other territories. For the original stocks now both remain in their own seats and elsewhere have lent out their nationhood the more abundantly. Certainly the very world itself is manifestly more cultivated day by day and better equipped than of old.
All things are now accessible, all things known, all things busy with commerce; most pleasant estates have blotted out formerly notorious wildernesses, tilled fields have subdued the forests, flocks have put wild beasts to flight, sands are sown, rocks are planted, marshes are drained; there are as many great cities now as there were once cottages. Now neither do islands strike terror nor do crags affright; everywhere is a house, everywhere a people, everywhere a commonwealth, everywhere life. The greatest testimony to the throng of humanity: we are burdensome to the world, the elements scarcely suffice for us, our necessities grow straiter, and there are complaints among all men, since now nature does not sustain us. In truth, plague and famine and wars and the engulfings of cities are to be reckoned as remedies, a sort of pruning of the overgrown human race.
And yet, though axes of this kind fell the greatest force of mortals at a single stroke, never has the world once, after a thousand years, dreaded that restitution of theirs which brings the living back from the dead. For this too an equal force of loss and of restitution would have made perceptible, if the living were made from the dead. But why after a thousand years and not at once are the living made from the dead—since, if what has been expended be not at once replenished, there would be a peril of the whole being consumed, the failure forestalling the restitution, because the passage of this life, being far shorter than a period of a thousand years and therefore more easily extinguished before it be rekindled, would not have balanced the account? Therefore that which, in this manner, would have failed if the living were made from the dead, since it did not fail, is proof that it is not to be believed that the living are made from the dead. XXXI.
Now indeed, if the living come from the dead, then surely single souls come from single ones. Therefore the souls of individual bodies ought to have returned singly into individual bodies. But if two and three and even five are taken up again from one and the same womb, the living will not come from the dead, since they will not be single from single. And moreover in this way the pattern of the beginning is signified, since even now many souls are brought forth from one. Again, since souls depart at various ages, why do they return at one age? For all are steeped in infancy, since it is as an infant that one returns. But how strange it is that an old man, once dead, should return an infant!
If the soul decreases outwardly by regressing in age, how much more should it have returned more advanced after a thousand years, or at least of the same age as at its death, so as to recover again the span of life it had left behind? But even if the very same souls were always brought round again, granted that not with the same bodily forms, granted not with the same lots of fate either, they ought nevertheless to bring back with them at least the former properties of their talents and pursuits and affections; since they would be reckoned the same in vain if they lacked the very things by which they might be proved the same. 'How do you know,' you say, 'whether it may not happen thus secretly, but the condition of the thousand-year span destroys the possibility of recognizing them, because they return unknown to you?' Yet I do know that it is not so, when you set Pythagoras and Euphorbus before me.
For behold, it is quite well established that Euphorbus was a military and warlike soul, even from the very glory of his consecrated shields. But Pythagoras was so idle and unwarlike that, shunning the battles of Greece in his day, he preferred the tranquillity of Italy, devoted to geometry and astronomy and music, a stranger to the pursuit and disposition of Euphorbus. And that Pyrrhus spent his time in catching fish, while Pythagoras on the contrary abstained even from eating them, as one refraining from animals. Aethalides moreover and Hermotimus had partaken even of the bean among their common fare, but Pythagoras handed down to his disciples that they must not so much as pass through a bean-field. How then are the same souls recovered, which will be proved the same neither in talents, nor in habits, nor even now in diet?
As it is now, out of so great a census of Greece only four souls are recounted. But indeed why of Greece's census alone, seeing that neither from every nation nor from every age and rank, nor finally from every sex, do both metempsychosis and metensomatosis occur daily; why does Pythagoras alone recognize himself as now one and now another, and not I too? Or if it is a privilege of philosophers, and of Greeks at that—as though Scythians and Indians did not also philosophize—why does Epicurus remember no one of himself in the past, nor Chrysippus, nor Zeno, nor even Plato himself, whom perhaps we might have believed to be Nestor on account of the honey of his eloquence? XXXII. ON METEMPSYCHOSIS AND METENSOMATOSIS.
But Empedocles, because he had raved himself into being a god, on that account, I suppose, disdained to recall himself as any hero, and said, 'I was a bush and a fish.' Why not rather also a gourd, so insipid, and a chameleon, so puffed up? Clearly, like a fish, lest he should rot away by some too well-preserved burial, he preferred to be roasted by hurling himself into Aetna. And thenceforth in him metensomatosis came to an end, like a summer supper after the roast. Just so, then, here too we must needs contend against a still more monstrous presumption, one that rolls beasts back out of men and men out of beasts. Let the bushes see to it, and the sorrels too, lest we be compelled to laugh rather than to teach.
We say that the human soul can in no way be transferred into beasts, even if according to the philosophers it is reckoned to consist of elemental substances. For whether the soul be fire, or water, or blood, or breath, or air, or light, we must consider that there are animals contrary to each of these several kinds: to fire, those that are cold—snakes, lizards, salamanders, and whatever will be produced from the rival element, namely from water; likewise contrary to water are those creatures that are dry and juiceless: for locusts, butterflies, and chameleons delight in droughts; again contrary to blood are those that lack its crimson—snails, little worms, and the greater census of fishes;
but contrary to breath are those that seem not to breathe, lacking lungs and windpipes—gnats, ants, moths, and this class of minute creatures; likewise contrary to air are those that, always living underground and underwater, lack the drawing of it (you would know the things rather than the names); likewise contrary to light are those that are wholly blind, or that have eyes only in the darkness of the sun—moles, bats, owls. This I set forth so as to teach from apparent and manifest substances. But for the rest, if I were to hold to the atoms of Epicurus, and see the numbers of Pythagoras, and light upon the ideas of Plato, and seize on the entelechies of Aristotle, I would perhaps find animals to set in opposition to these kinds too under the name of contrariety.
For I maintain that, out of whatever substance aforesaid the human soul might have consisted, it could not have been re-formed into animals so contrary to each several substance, nor confer upon them its census by its own transference—animals by which it would rather be excluded and rejected than admitted and received, on account of this first contrariety, which introduces a diversity of substantial state; and then all the rest also in the consequent order of each one's nature. For the human soul has been allotted also other seats, and modes of sustenance and equipment and sense and affection and mating and offspring, likewise talents, then works, joys, aversions, vices, desires, pleasures, ailments, remedies—and finally its own modes of life and issues of death.
How, then, will that soul which clung to the earth, dreading no height, no depth, wearied even by the ascent of stairs, choked even by the submersion of fishponds, afterwards vault into the air in an eagle, or dart into the sea in an eel? How likewise will one nourished on liberal and dainty and choice food chew—I do not say chaff, but thorns and the wild bitternesses of foliage, and the beasts of the dunghills, even poisons—if it should pass into a she-goat or a quail, nay even into carrion, nay even into human flesh, being surely mindful of itself, when in a bear or a lion? Thus you may reduce all the rest to incongruity.
Not to linger over arguing each point: whatever be the measure of the human soul itself, whatever its size, what will it do in animals far larger or far more minute? For it is necessary both that every body be filled by its soul and that every soul be enveloped by its body. How, then, will a man's soul fill an elephant? How likewise will it be enveloped in a gnat? If it is either stretched out or contracted so far, it will assuredly be endangered. And therefore I add: if by no reasoning is it capable of such a transference into animals that match neither the modules of its body nor the other laws of its nature, will it then perhaps be changed according to the qualities of the kinds and their life contrary to human life, itself too made contrary to the human by the change?
But indeed, if it undergoes a change, losing what it was, it will not be what it was; and if it will not be what it was, metensomatosis is dissolved, being of course not to be ascribed to that soul which, if it shall be changed, will not exist. For the metensomatosis will be said to be of that soul which would suffer it while remaining in its own state. Therefore, if it can neither be changed—lest it cease to be itself—nor remain in its state, because it does not admit contraries, I still ask for some cause worthy of belief for a transference of this kind. For even though certain men are matched with beasts on account of the qualities of their morals and talents and affections, since God also:
'man,' it says, 'has been made like the senseless beasts'—not on that account will kites come from the rapacious, and dogs from the filthy, and panthers from the fierce, or sheep from the upright, and swallows from the chattering, and doves from the chaste, as though the same substance of soul everywhere resumed its nature in the properties of animals. But substance is one thing, and the nature of a substance another; since substance is proper to each thing, whereas nature can be common. Take an example. Stone and iron are substances; the hardness of stone and of iron is the nature of the substance. Hardness they share; in substance they differ. The softness of wool, the softness of feather: let their natural qualities be alike, their substantial ones are not alike.
So too, if a man be called a savage or an upright beast, yet the soul is not the same: for even then a likeness of nature is noted, when a dissimilarity of substance is discerned. For the very fact that you judge a man to be like a beast, you confess that the soul is not the same, by calling it like, not identical. So too the divine pronouncement is discerning, matching man to the cattle by nature, not by substance. Besides, God himself would not have marked man in this way, had he known him to be cattle in substance. XXXIII.
Even when this dogma is defended under the name of judgment—that human souls are allotted kinds of animals according to their life and merits, some to be slaughtered as victims for killing, some to be broken in as servants, some to be worn out as laborers, some to be defiled as unclean creatures; and likewise to be honored and loved and cared for and desired in the most beautiful and worthiest and most useful and most delicate—here too I will say: if they are changed, they will not be the very same souls that are called to account, which deserved their fate. The rationale of judgment will be voided, if the perception of merits is lacking. But the perception of merits will be lacking, if the state of the souls has been altered. And the state of the souls is altered, if they do not persevere the same.
Likewise, if they shall persevere unto judgment—which Hermes the Egyptian also knew, saying that the soul, departed from the body, is not poured back into the soul of the universe, but remains distinct, in order, as he says, that it may render an account to the Father of the things it has done in the body—I am willing to review the justice, gravity, majesty, and dignity of the divine judgment in every case, to see whether human censure does not preside from a loftier height, with a fuller honor in either sentence, of punishments and of favors, more severe in avenging and more liberal in bestowing. What do you suppose will become of a murderer's soul?
Some beast, I suppose, destined for the shambles and the meat-market, so that it may in like manner be slaughtered, because it too slaughtered; may in like manner be flayed, because it too despoiled; may in like manner be set out as fodder, because it too made those beasts' prey whom it butchered in the woods and pathless places.
If it be judged thus, will not that soul carry away more of consolation than of punishment—that it finds its funeral among the most costly cooks, that it is buried with the seasonings of an Apicius and a Lurco, that it is brought to Ciceronian tables, that it is borne out on the most splendid platters of a Sulla, that it undergoes a banquet for its obsequies, that it is devoured by its own equals rather than by kites and wolves, so that, entombed in a human body and returned into its own kind, it may seem to have risen again, exulting against human judgments, if it has experienced them? For those judgments tear a cutthroat to pieces with various and exquisite beasts, now even trained beyond nature, and that while he yet lives—nay, easily even not dying, the end being deferred with contrived delay to the fullness of his punishment.
But even if the soul has fled beforehand from the final sword, lest the body too should escape the iron, none the less, with both his throat pierced and his ribs run through, the requital of his own crime is exacted. Thereupon he is given to the fire, that even his burial may be a punishment. In fine, it is not otherwise permitted. Yet so great is not the care of his pyre that other beasts should find his remains; certainly neither are his bones spared, nor are his ashes indulged, but are to be punished with nakedness. So great among men is the vengeance for homicide as is that very nature which is avenged. Who would not prefer the justice of the age—which the apostle too testifies is not armed with the sword in vain, and which, in raging on behalf of man, is a religious thing?
If we consider also the wages of the other crimes—the gibbets, the burnings alive, the sacks, the hooks, the crags—for whom would it not be expedient to suffer according to the sentence of Pythagoras and Empedocles? For even those who are to be punished with labors and servitudes will surely be re-embodied in asses and mules; how they will congratulate themselves over the mills and water-drawing wheels, if they recall the mines and workhouses and public works, and the very prisons, idle though they be! Likewise those who, having lived uprightly in their conduct, have commended their life to the judge—I look for rewards, but rather I find punishments. Truly a great reward for the good, to be restored into animals, whatever they be! Homer remembered himself a peacock, while Ennius dreamed it; but I would not believe poets even when awake.
And though the peacock be most beautiful and adorned with whatever color it pleases, yet its feathers are mute, yet its voice is displeasing, and poets desire nothing so much as to sing. Homer, therefore, was condemned into a peacock, not honored. He will rejoice more in the world's recompense, held to be the father of the liberal disciplines, so that he would prefer the ornaments of his fame to those of a tail. Come now, granting that poets pass into peacocks or into swans—if indeed the voice is comely even in swans—what animal will you put upon just Aeacus? What beast will befall chaste Dido? What bird will patience obtain, what beast holiness, what fish innocence? All things are the handmaids of man, all subjected, all made his chattels.
If he is to be any one of these, then there is diminished the man to whom, for the merits of his life, portraits, statues and inscriptions, public honors, and privileges are repaid; to whom the senate-house, to whom the people offer sacrifice with their votes. O divine judgments after death, more mendacious than human ones, contemptible in their punishments, disdainable in their favors, which neither the worst would fear nor the best desire, to which the wicked will hasten rather than the holy—the former, that they may the sooner escape the justice of the age; the latter, that they may the later attain it!
Well do you teach, O philosophers, and profitably do you counsel lighter punishments or rewards after death—whereas, if any judgment awaits souls, it ought to be believed heavier in the final reckoning of life than in its administration, because nothing is fuller than what is uttermost, and nothing is more uttermost than what is more divine. God, therefore, will judge more fully, because most uttermost, by an eternal sentence both of punishment and of refreshment, with souls returning not into beasts, but into their own bodies—and that once, and unto that day which the Father alone knows, so that by suspended expectation the anxiety of faith may be proved, ever watching for the day while ever ignorant of it, daily fearing what it daily hopes for. XXXIV. AGAINST THE OPINION OF SIMON THE HERETIC.
No opinion of such madness has to this day broken out under a heretical name that would refashion human souls into beasts; but we have of necessity introduced and excluded this species too, as cohering with the foregoing, so that Homer might be beaten back in the peacock just as Euphorbus in Pythagoras, and thus, by this metempsychosis or metensomatosis being likewise repelled, that other doctrine might again be struck down which has furnished something to the heretics.
For Simon the Samaritan too, in the Acts of the Apostles the would-be purchaser of the Holy Spirit—after he had been condemned by the Spirit itself along with his money unto perdition, and had wept in vain—turned to assaulting the truth, as if for the solace of revenge, propped up moreover by the powers of his art. For a display of some supposed virtue he redeemed with that same money a certain Helen of Tyre from a place of public lust, a reward worthy of himself in exchange for the Holy Spirit; and he indeed feigns himself to be the supreme Father, but her to be his first Thought (Ennoia), by which he had set about to create the angels and archangels; that she, made partner of this design, had leapt forth from the Father and darted down into the lower regions, and there, forestalling the Father's design, had generated the angelic Powers, ignorant of the Father, the fashioners of this world;
that she, not being retained by these with corresponding goodwill, lest, having departed, she should seem to be the offspring of another, was on that account consigned to every outrage, so that, being cheapened, she might nowhere be free to depart, and had even sunk down into the human form, as if to be confined in the bonds of the flesh; that thus, tossed about through many ages in one female guise after another, she had also been that Helen so ruinous to Priam, and afterward to the eyes of Stesichorus, whom she had blinded for the abuse of his song, and then had restored to sight for the satisfaction of his praise; that thereafter, migrating from bodies into bodies, she had in a final disgrace stood as a prostitute, a viler Helen, under her own title.
This one, then, is (he says) the lost sheep, to whom the supreme Father—namely Simon—had descended; and having first recovered her and carried her back—I know not whether on his shoulders or his thighs—thence he had regarded the salvation of men, as if by her vindication he would free them from those angelic Powers; and in deceiving these, being himself likewise transformed and having falsely feigned himself man to men, he had borne himself in Judaea indeed as the Son, but in Samaria as the Father. O Helen, laboring between poets and heretics, infamous now for adultery, now for whoredom—except that she is more gloriously rescued from Troy than from the brothel: from Troy by a thousand ships, from the brothel perhaps not for a thousand denarii. Blush, Simon, too slow in seeking, too inconstant in bringing her back.
But Menelaus at once pursues the lost woman, at once demands back the one snatched away, wrings her out in a ten years' war—not lurking, not deceiving, not given to quibbling. I fear that he was rather the father, who labored more vigilantly and more boldly and longer over Helen's recovery. XXXV. TO THE OPINION OF CARPOCRATES. But it was not for you alone that metempsychosis furnished this fable: from it Carpocrates too draws profit, a magician alike, a fornicator alike, though less with Helen. Why not? seeing that, in order to establish the overthrow of all divine and human discipline, he asserted that souls are re-embodied; for he held that this life is granted to no one save when all things which convict it have been expunged, because a thing is held evil not by nature, but by opinion.
And so metempsychosis necessarily impends, if in the very first passage of this life satisfaction is not made for all things unlawful (crimes, forsooth, are the tribute due to life!); and for the rest, the soul must be recalled as many times as it has contributed too little, as a debtor for its offenses, until it pays out the very last farthing, thrust again and again into the prison of the body. For to this he tempers that whole allegory of the Lord, shining forth in certain interpretations, and to be understood at first indeed simply. For the heathen man too is our adversary, walking in the same way of common life. Otherwise we should have had to go out of the world, if it were not permitted to associate with them.
To this adversary, then, he bids you show a good disposition ('love your enemies,' he says, 'and pray for those who curse you'), lest, provoked by injury through some dealing of business, he drag you off to his own judge, and, handed over to custody, you be pressed to the discharge of the whole debt. Then, if the mention of the adversary be transferred to the devil, from the observation that accompanies it, you are admonished to enter into that concord with him too which is reckoned from the covenant of faith; for you have covenanted to renounce him and his pomp and his angels. It has been agreed between you concerning this.
This will be a friendship in the observance of the pledge, that you resume nothing of his afterward from those things which you have forsworn, which you have rendered back to him, lest he cast you before God the judge as a defrauder, as a transgressor of the pact—just as we read of him elsewhere as the accuser of the saints, and, from the very name of 'devil,' the informer—and the judge deliver you to the angel of execution, and he consign you to the infernal prison, whence you shall not be released until even the least offense be paid off by the delay of the resurrection. What is more apt than these meanings? What is truer than these interpretations? For the rest, to Carpocrates: if the soul is a debtor for all crimes, who is to be understood as its enemy and adversary?
The better mind, I suppose, which has driven it toward some measure of innocence, to be forced again and again into the body, until it be caught guilty in nothing of a good life. This is 'to know the good tree from its evil fruits'—that is, to recognize the doctrine of truth from its worst precepts. I expect that heretics of this kind seize also upon the example of Elijah, as though represented in John, so that the Lord's pronouncement should serve as patron to metempsychosis: 'Elijah has already come, and they did not know him,' and elsewhere: 'and if you will hear it, this is Elijah who is to come.' Was it, then, out of the Pythagorean opinion that the Jews too were consulting John, 'Are you Elijah?'—and not out of the divine preaching: 'and behold, I will send you Elijah the Tishbite'?
But indeed their metempsychosis is the recall of a soul that has long since undergone death and been repeated in another body; whereas Elijah is to come not from a decease of life, but from a translation, nor is he to be restored to a body from which he was not taken away, but to be given back to the world from which he was translated—not from a return-after-exile of life, but from a supplement of prophecy—the very same, and both of his own name and of his own manhood. But how is John Elijah? You have the angel's word: 'and he himself,' it says, 'shall go before the people in the power and in the spirit of Elijah'—not in his soul nor in his flesh. For these substances belong each to its own man, whereas spirit and power are conferred from without by the grace of God;
and so they can also be transferred into another by the will of God, as was done of old with the spirit of Moses. XXXVI. ON THE SEX OF THE SOUL AND THE FLESH ARISING ALIKE. Into these questions we digressed, I think, from the point to which we must now return. We had established that the soul is sown in the very man and from the very man, and that there is one seed from the beginning, as also of the flesh, unto the whole examination of the race—on account, that is, of the rival opinions of philosophers and heretics, and that antiquated discourse of Plato. Now we weave the order of the treatises that follow from that point. The soul, sown in the womb together with the flesh, together with it is allotted its sex also, so equally that in the matter of sex neither substance is held to be the cause.
For if in the seeds of either substance their conception admitted some interval, so that either the flesh or the soul were sown first, it would even be possible to ascribe the property of sex to the one substance through the temporal interval of the seeds, so that either the flesh should imprint sex upon the soul, or the soul upon the flesh—seeing that Apelles too, not the painter but the heretic, setting up male and female souls before the bodies, just as he learned from Philumena, certainly makes the flesh, as the later, receive its sex from the soul. And those who superinduce the soul upon the flesh after birth—the flesh, of course, already formed—prejudge the soul's sex, male or female, from the flesh.
But the undivided seeds of both substances and the united diffusion of them undergo a common issue of the race, according to which whatever the reasoning of nature is has drawn its lines. Surely here too the pattern of the beginnings testifies to itself, since the male is fashioned earlier (for Adam was first), the female somewhat later (for Eve was after). Thus for a long while the flesh is formless, such as was plucked from Adam's side; yet it too was already a living thing, since I would acknowledge that portion of Adam then to be soul as well. Otherwise even that too would have been animated by the breath of God, had there not been, as of the flesh, so also of the soul, a transmission from Adam into the woman. XXXVII. ON THE AGE OF THE SOUL.
But the whole apparatus of sowing, building, and fashioning man in the womb some power, minister of the divine will, doubtless regulates, whatever be the plan it has been allotted to set in motion. Estimating from this, even Roman superstition invented the goddess Alemona for nourishing the fetus in the womb, and Nona and Decima from the more anxious months, and Partula who governs the birth, and Lucina who brings forth into the light. We believe angels to be the divine offices. From that point, therefore, the fetus in the womb is a man, from which the form is complete. For the law of Moses too judges an abortion liable to retaliation once the case is already that of a man, once the state of life and death is already reckoned to it, once it is already enrolled in fate—even though, while yet living in the mother, it shares in very much of its lot along with the mother.
I will say something also about the times of the soul's being born, that I may run through the order. The lawful birth is generally the entrance of the tenth month. Those who reason by numbers cultivate the number ten as thenceforth the parent of the rest, and finally as the perfecter of human birth. I, rather, will argue this measure of time toward God, so that the ten months may the more inaugurate man by the Decalogue, that we may be born in as great a number of time as we are reborn in a number of discipline. But since birth is also fuller in the seventh month, more easily than in the eighth, I will recognize the honor of the Sabbath, so that on the day on which God's creation was dedicated, in that month God's image should sometimes be brought forth.
It is granted to hasten to birth, and yet fittingly to fall in with the hebdomad, unto the auspices of resurrection and rest and the kingdom. Therefore the ogdoad does not create us; for then there will be no marriages. We have long since commended the fellowship of flesh and soul, from the very congregation of their seeds unto the perfection of the molded form; likewise now we defend it also from birth—chiefly because they grow together, but by a divided reckoning according to the condition of their kinds: the flesh by measure, the soul by talent; the flesh by outward habit, the soul by sense. But it must be denied that the soul grows in substance, lest it be said also to decrease in substance, and thus be believed even destined to fail;
but its force, in which are set the natural endowments that are retained, is—with the measure of its substance kept safe, by which it was inbreathed from the beginning—little by little brought forth along with the flesh. Set down a certain weight of gold or silver, a mass as yet rough: it has a compactness that is for the time less than it will be, yet containing within the line of its measure the whole of what the nature of gold or silver is. Then, when the mass is spread out into a plate, it is made larger than its beginning by the dilation of the fixed weight—not by addition, while it is extended, not while it is augmented; and yet in this way too it is augmented, while it is extended: for it may be augmented in habit, though it may not in state. Then too the very splendor of the gold or silver is drawn out, which had indeed been in the mass as well, but more obscure—yet not none at all.
Then too one habit after another accrues according to the pliability of the material, wherever he who works it shall have drawn it, contributing nothing to the measure except a form. So too the soul's increments are to be reckoned not as substantial, but as evocative. XXXVIII. ON FOODS, HOW THEY PERTAIN TO THE SOUL.
But although we have already established beforehand that all the soul's natural faculties belong to its very substance, pertaining to sense and intellect, out of the soul's inborn endowment, yet that they advance little by little through the stages of age and turn out variously according to circumstances, according to skills, teachings, places, and the powers that govern us — a thing which nonetheless bears upon the present partnership of flesh and soul — we say that psychic puberty coincides with the puberty of the flesh, and that both alike arise, the one by the emergence of the senses and the other by the development of the members, at about the fourteenth year; not because Asclepiades reckons wisdom to begin thence, nor because the civil laws adjust from that age the transaction of affairs, but because this too is a principle set from the very beginning.
For if Adam and Eve, from the knowledge of good and evil, perceived that they must cover their shameful parts, then from the moment we perceive this same thing we profess a knowledge of good and evil. And from these years the sex becomes both more given to blushing and more given to clothing itself; concupiscence begins to use the eyes as its agents, communicates what pleases it, understands what things are, and girds its own regions after the manner of the fig-leaf covering with an itch of desire, and leads man out of the paradise of integrity — and thence, scabbed over, into the other faults as well, faults of transgression that are not natural, since now they come not from the ordinance of nature but from vice. Otherwise, properly speaking, the one natural concupiscence is that of food alone, which God bestowed even at the beginning: 'Of every tree,' He says, 'you shall eat'; and for the second race, after the flood, He added still more:
'Behold, I have given you all things for food, as the green herb' — provision made not so much for the soul as for the flesh, though on the soul's account. For occasion must be taken away from the debater who, because the soul seems to desire nourishment, wishes on this ground too to have it understood as mortal — a thing sustained by food, which then, if food be withdrawn, grows faint, and at last, if it be taken away entirely, perishes. Now one must set forth not only who desires these things, but also for whom; and if for its own sake, yet also why and when and how far; then also that nature desires one thing, necessity another, one thing according to a property, another as a means to an end. The soul, therefore, will desire food for itself indeed by reason of necessity, but for the flesh by the nature of its property.
For assuredly the house of the soul is the flesh, and the tenant of the flesh is the soul. The tenant, therefore, will desire, from the cause and necessity of this name, things that will benefit the house throughout the whole time of his tenancy — not that he himself must be underpropped, nor that he himself must be walled up, nor that he himself must be shored with pillars, but only that he must be kept together, since he cannot be kept together otherwise than by a house held firm. Otherwise it will be permitted to the soul, when the house has collapsed through the failure of its former supports, to depart unharmed, having its own foundations and the nourishment proper to its own condition: immortality, rationality, sensibility, intellectuality, freedom of the will. (39)
All these things, bestowed on the soul by birth, that same one who at the beginning envied them now also overshadows and corrupts, so that they may neither be freely provided for nor administered as they ought. [THAT SCARCELY ANY SOUL IS WITHOUT A DEMON.] For to what man will the wicked spirit not attach itself, hunting for souls from the very gate of birth onward — invited, moreover, by all that superstition of childbirth?
Thus all are born with idolatry as their midwife, while the very wombs, still wreathed with fillets prepared before idols, profess their offspring as candidates for the demons; while in childbirth wailing is offered to Lucina and Diana; while throughout the whole week a table is set for Juno; while on the last day the Fates who write destiny (Fata Scribunda) are summoned; while even the child's first setting upon the earth is a rite sacred to the goddess Statina. Who from that time does not either vow the whole head of his son under a debt, or set apart some lock of hair, or shave off the whole with a razor, or bind it by a sacrifice, or seal it with a sacred rite — for a family, ancestral, public, or private devotion? So then the demonic spirit found Socrates too while still a boy; so also to all men are their genii assigned — 'genius' being a name for demons.
So true is it that scarcely any birth is clean — at least among the heathen. For hence the Apostle also says that saints are begotten from either sex when sanctified, as much by the prerogative of the seed as by the discipline of upbringing. 'Otherwise,' he says, 'they would be born unclean' — wishing the children of believers to be understood as marked out nonetheless for holiness, and thereby also for salvation, so that by the pledge of this hope he might give support to those marriages which he had judged should be retained. Besides, he was mindful of the Lord's own definition: 'Unless a man be born of water and the Spirit, he shall not enter into the kingdom of God' — that is, he shall not be holy. (40) HOW THE FLESH IS SAID TO BE SINFUL.
Thus every soul is reckoned in Adam until it is re-reckoned in Christ — so long unclean as it is being re-reckoned, and sinful because unclean, receiving disgrace also from its partnership with the flesh. For although the flesh is sinful — the flesh according to which we are forbidden to walk, whose works are condemned as lusting against the spirit, on account of which men are branded as carnal — yet the flesh is not infamous in its own name. For it neither judges nor perceives anything of itself so as to counsel or command a little sin. Why should it? It is a ministry, and a ministry not such as a slave or a lesser friend — living names — but such as a cup or some other body of that kind, not a soul. For a cup too is the ministry of one who thirsts;
yet unless he who thirsts applies the cup to himself, the cup will minister nothing. So true is it that there is no personality of man in the earthy element (the choicum), nor is the flesh a man as though it were another faculty of the soul and another person, but it is a thing plainly of another substance and another condition, yet assigned to the soul as its furniture, as an instrument for the offices of life. The flesh, therefore, is upbraided in the Scriptures, because the soul does nothing without the flesh in the working of lust, gluttony, drunkenness, cruelty, idolatry, and the other carnal things — not by senses but by effects. Finally, even without the effects, the mere sensations of transgressions are wont to be imputed to the soul: 'Whosoever shall look upon a woman to lust after her hath already committed adultery in his heart.'
But what does the flesh do without the soul, likewise, in the working of uprightness, righteousness, endurance, chastity? Moreover, how is it that you would fasten crimes upon the very one to whom you would not credit even its own good deeds? But that through which the sin is committed is arraigned, so that she from whom the sin comes may be burdened — even in an accusation touching the ministry. Heavier is the odium against the governor when his officers are struck at; more is he beaten who commands, since not even he who obeys is excused. (41) ON THE EVIL AND GOOD OF THE SOUL. The evil of the soul, then, besides that which is built up upon it by the incursion of the wicked spirit, precedes from the fault of its origin, being in a manner natural.
For, as we have said, the corruption of nature is another nature, having its own god and father — namely, the very author of corruption — yet so that there is present also a good of the soul, that principal, that divine and genuine and properly natural good. For what is from God is not so much extinguished as overshadowed. It can indeed be overshadowed, because it is not God; it cannot be extinguished, because it is from God. And so, just as light hindered by some obstacle remains but does not appear, if the density of the obstacle be so great, so also the good in the soul, oppressed by the evil, either — according to the quality of that evil — lies wholly idle, its salvation hidden, or shines out where it is granted, when freedom is found. Thus there are some who are worst and some best, and nonetheless all souls are of one kind;
so also in the worst there is something of good, and in the best there is not a little of the worst. For God alone is without sin, and the only man without sin is Christ, because Christ is also God. So too the divinity of the soul bursts forth into presages out of the prior good, and the consciousness of God comes forth in testimony: 'God is good,' and 'God sees,' and 'I commend it to God.' Therefore no soul is without fault, because none is without a seed of good. Accordingly, when it comes to the faith, reformed by the second birth from water and the power on high, then, the veil of its former corruption drawn back, it beholds its whole light. It is received also by the Holy Spirit, just as in its former birth it was received by the profane spirit.
The flesh follows the soul as she is wedded to the spirit, as a dowry-slave, and now no longer the handmaid of the soul, but of the spirit. O blessed wedlock, if it admit no adultery! (42) ON DEATH. Concerning death it now remains that here the subject should lay down its matter, where the soul herself brings things to completion — although Epicurus, by common enough opinion, has denied that death pertains to us. 'For what is dissolved,' he says, 'lacks sensation; what lacks sensation is nothing to us.' But it is not death itself that is dissolved and lacks sensation, but the man who suffers it. Yet he has attributed the passion to that to which the action belongs. But if it is the man's part to suffer death, which dissolves the body and destroys sensation, how absurd it is that so great a force should be said not to pertain to man!
Much more forcedly does Seneca say, 'After death all things come to an end, even death itself.' If this is so, then even death will pertain to itself, if it too comes to an end; and all the more to man, in whom, among all things, in its own ending, death itself comes to an end. 'Death is nothing to us — therefore life too is nothing to us.' For if that by which we are dissolved is outside us, then also that by which we are put together is outside us. If the taking-away of sensation is nothing to us, neither is the acquiring of sensation anything to us. But let him do away with death as well, who does away with the soul; by us, just as concerning the after-life and concerning the other province of the soul, so also concerning death shall the discourse be conducted — a death to which we ourselves indeed pertain, even if it does not pertain to us. Finally, sleep too, its mirror, is no alien matter. (43) ON SLEEP.
Let us first discuss sleep, and afterward how the soul runs its course in death. Sleep is by no means outside nature, as it pleases certain philosophers, when they reckon it among those causes which seem to be held beyond nature. The Stoics affirm sleep to be a relaxation of the sensual vigor; the Epicureans, a diminution of the animal spirit; Anaxagoras, with Xenophanes, a weariness; Empedocles and Parmenides, a cooling; Strato, a separation of the implanted spirit; Democritus, a deficiency of spirit; Aristotle, a wilting of the heat around the heart. As for me, I do not presume ever to have slept in such a way that I could recognize any of these.
For it is not to be believed that sleep is a weariness — it is rather the contrary of weariness, which of course it removes, seeing that a man is more refreshed by sleep than fatigued. Moreover, sleep is not always conceived from fatigue, and yet when it does come from it, that fatigue is already no more. Nor will I admit any cooling or any wilting of the heat, since bodies grow so warm with sleep, and the distribution of foods would not proceed easily during sleep — the heat hastening it and the cold retarding it — if we were cooled by sleep. It is more to the point that even sweat is a sign of surging digestion. Finally, we are said to 'cook' our food, which is a work of heat, not of cold.
Likewise the immortality of the soul does not allow us to believe in a diminution of the animal spirit, or a deficiency of spirit, or a separation of the implanted spirit. The soul perishes, if it is lessened. It remains, if perhaps, that with the Stoics we should define sleep as a relaxation of the sensual vigor, because it procures the rest of the body alone, and not also of the soul. For the soul, being always mobile and always exercised, never sinks down into rest — a rest alien, that is, to the state of immortality; for nothing immortal admits an end of its own working, and sleep is an end of working. Finally, it is only to the body, to which mortality belongs, that rest flatteringly offers an end of its working.
He, then, who will doubt about the naturalness of sleep, has indeed the dialecticians who cast into doubt the whole distinction between the natural and the extra-natural, so that even what one might have supposed to be beyond nature he may know can be claimed for nature — the nature from which it has so drawn its lot that it seems to be held apart from it; and assuredly either all things are nature or nothing is nature. With us, however, that may be heard which the contemplation of God suggests, the author of all the things about which the inquiry is made. For we believe that, if anything is nature, it is some rational work of God.
Moreover, reason goes before sleep — a thing so fitting, so useful, so necessary, that without it no soul would suffice: the restorer of bodies, the renewer of strength, the tester of health, the pacifier of labors, the physician of toils; to enjoy which lawfully the day yields, while night makes the law, taking away even the color of things. But if sleep is vital, healthful, helpful, nothing of that kind is not rational, and nothing is not natural that is rational. So too physicians consign everything contrary to what is vital, healthful, and helpful to beyond the natural hinges. For, judging even the conditions that rival sleep — phrenitis and cardiac disease — to be beyond nature, they have thereby prejudged sleep itself to be natural;
and even in the case of lethargy, when they mark it as unnatural, they answer with a natural testimony, since it is in its own excess of proportion. For every nature is broken down either by deprivation or by excess, and is preserved by the propriety of measure. Thus that will be natural in its due state which can be rendered unnatural by defect or by excess. What, moreover, if you should except both eating and drinking from the lots of nature? For in these too there is very much preparation for sleep. Certainly man was imbued with these from the very beginning of his nature. If you would learn from God, that fountain of the race, Adam drank in slumber before he thirsted for rest, slept before he labored — nay, before he even ate, nay, before he even spoke — so that men may see that sleep, the index of nature, is more principal than all natural things.
Hence we are led also to consider that even then he prefigured the image of death. For if Adam was a figure of Christ, the sleep of Adam was the death of Christ, who was to sleep in death, that from the wound likewise in His side the true mother of the living, the Church, might be prefigured. Therefore sleep, so healthful, so rational, is fashioned into a pattern even of that death which is now public and common. For God willed — He who wrought nothing without patterns in His arrangement, more fully than the Platonic paradigm — to trace out daily with us the lines especially of the human beginning and end, stretching out His hand to a faith more easily to be aided through images and parables, as of words, so also of things.
It sets before you, therefore, a body struck down by the friendly force of slumber, laid low by the coaxing necessity of rest, motionless in its posture, such as it lay before life and such as it will lie after life, as a testimony to its molding and to its burial — awaiting the soul as though not yet bestowed and as though already snatched away. But she too so suffers this that she seems to be acting elsewhere, learning by the dissembling of her presence her future absence (about Hermotimus we shall know), and yet in the meantime she dreams: whence then come dreams? She neither rests nor grows wholly idle, nor does she subject the nature of immortality as a slave to slumber. She proves herself always mobile;
she travels over land and sea, does business, is stirred, labors, plays, grieves, rejoices, pursues things lawful and unlawful, shows that she can do very much even without the body, that she is furnished with her own members, but that she nonetheless has need again of the body to set in motion. Thus, when the body has awakened, restored to its offices, it affirms to you the resurrection of the dead. This will be both the natural reason of sleep and the rational nature of it. Even through the image of death you are initiated into faith, you rehearse hope, you learn to die and to live, you learn to watch, while you sleep. (44) ON HERMOTIMUS. But now concerning Hermotimus. His soul, they say, was absent in sleep, as though setting out from the body during the leisure of a man about to be vacant. His wife betrayed this.
His enemies, finding him asleep, cremated him as one dead. His soul, returning too late, imputed the homicide to itself, I suppose. The citizens of Clazomenae consoled Hermotimus with a temple. The woman does not approach it, on account of the wife's disgrace. To what does this tend? Lest, because it is easy for the common crowd to think that sleep is a departure of the soul, credulity should be suborned by this argument of Hermotimus too. It had been a kind of somewhat heavier slumber, such as is presumed of the nightmare (incubo), or of that defect of health which Soranus opposes, excluding the incubus, or some such fault as also drove Epimenides into fable, drowsy for nearly fifty years. But Suetonius says that Nero, and Theopompus that Thrasymedes, never dreamed — except that Nero scarcely dreamed at his very last exit, after his terrors.
What, if Hermotimus too was such that the leisure of a soul doing nothing in sleep was believed to be a divorce? You may conjecture anything sooner than that licence of a soul playing truant without death, and indeed continuously by its very form. For if some such thing were said to happen once, like an eclipse of the sun or moon, so also of the soul, I should indeed be persuaded that it was done by divine power; for it is fitting that a man should be either warned or terrified by God, as by a swift lightning-flash, by the stroke of a momentary death — if it were not rather [more fitting] that a dream should be believed, which ought rather to happen to one awake, if it were not more fitting that it be believed a dream. (45) ON DREAMS.
We are here obliged to set forth the Christian view concerning dreams also, as being among the accidents of sleep and no small agitations of the soul, which we have declared to be busy and ever exercised out of the perpetuity of its motion — which is the principle of divinity and of immortality. Therefore, when rest comes to bodies, whose proper solace it is, the soul, being void of an alien solace, does not rest, and, if she lacks the working of the bodily members, she makes use of her own. Imagine a gladiator without his weapons, or a charioteer without his chariots, gesticulating every posture and effort of his art: there is fighting, there is striving, but the tossing is empty. Nonetheless, things seem to be done which yet are not seen to be done; for they are done in act, but in effect are not done.
This force we call ecstasy, an excess of sense and the likeness of madness. So too at the beginning sleep was dedicated together with ecstasy: 'And God sent an ecstasy upon Adam, and he slept.' For sleep came to the body for rest, ecstasy came upon the soul against rest; and thence already comes the form mingling sleep with ecstasy, and nature from the form. Finally, we are both delighted and saddened and terrified in dreams — how affectingly and anxiously, how passibly, whereas we should be moved by nothing, being moved of course by empty images, if we dreamed in full possession of our senses. Finally, good deeds too are gratuitous in dreams, and offenses go unpunished; for we shall no more be condemned for a vision of fornication than we shall be crowned for one of martyrdom.
'And how,' you ask, 'is the soul mindful of dreams, seeing that it is not permitted to be in full possession of itself?' This will be a property of this madness, because it does not arise from a corruption of good health, but from the principle of nature; for it does not exterminate the mind, but calls it aside. It is one thing to shake, another to move, another to overturn, another to agitate. Therefore, that memory is at hand is a sign of the mind's soundness; that the mind's soundness is stupefied while memory is safe, is a kind of madness. And therefore we are not said to rave, but to dream; and therefore we are also, if ever, prudent.
For our power of understanding, though it be overshadowed, is nevertheless not extinguished — except that this very thing can seem then to be idle, while ecstasy works this too of its own proper account, so as thus to bring in upon us images of wisdom, just as it does images of error also. (46) Behold, again we are pressed to express, from the very handling of those dreams by which the soul is tossed, [what we hold]. And when shall we come to death? Here too I would say: when God shall have granted it; there are no long delays of that which will come to pass. Epicurus judged dreams to be wholly vain, freeing the divinity from occupations and dissolving the order of things and scattering all things in passivity, as though exposed to chance and fortuitous.
Moreover, if this is so, then there will also be some outcome of truth, because it is not admissible that truth alone should be exempted from the outcome owed to all things. Homer divided two gates for dreams, the horn one for truth, the ivory one for falsehood; for it is possible, they say, to see through horn, whereas ivory is opaque. Aristotle, reckoning the greater part to falsehood, acknowledges the true as well. The Telmessians empty no dreams of meaning, but blame the weakness of interpretation. But who is so alien to humanity as never at some time to have felt some faithful vision? Touching briefly on a few of the more notable ones, I will impose shame upon Epicurus. Astyages, king of the Medes, saw in a dream that the bladder of his daughter Mandane, still a virgin, flowed forth into a flood over Asia, as Herodotus relates;
likewise, that a year after her marriage, a vine sprang up from the same parts and overspread all Asia. This too Charon of Lampsacus, earlier than Herodotus, records. Those who interpreted her son as destined for so great a work were not mistaken, since Cyrus both submerged and pressed down Asia. Philip of Macedon, not yet the father of Olympias his wife, had seen in a dream that he had sealed her nature with a ring: a lion was the seal; he had believed the birth foreclosed, I suppose, because a lion becomes a father only once. But Aristodemus, or Aristophon, conjecturing rather that nothing empty is sealed, [interpreted] that a son was portended, and one indeed of the greatest force. Those who know Alexander recognize the lion of the ring. Ephorus writes this. But also a certain woman of Himera dreamed of the tyranny of Dionysius over Sicily. Heraclides reported it.
And Laodice, the mother of Seleucus, foresaw the kingdom of Asia for him before she had yet borne him. Euphorion published it. I learn also from Strabo that Mithridates gained possession of Pontus from a dream, and from Callisthenes I learn that Bariteles the Illyrian ruled from the Molossians all the way to Macedonia from a dream. The Romans too have known dreams of this truthful kind. Marcus Tullius knew from a dream, while he was still a little boy and of private station — only Julius Octavius and unknown even to himself — that he would be the reformer of the empire, the very Augustus and the burier of the civil whirlwinds. It is recorded in the memoirs of the Vitellii. Nor will this be the only kind that foretells the highest powers, but also of dangers and destructions:
as when Caesar, sick at Philippi in the battle against the traitors Brutus and Cassius, and otherwise destined to suffer an even greater peril from the enemy, escaped by the vision of Artorius, having abandoned his tent; and as when the daughter of Polycrates of Samos beheld a cross for him, from the anointing of the sun and the washing of Jupiter. Honors too are revealed and talents through rest; remedies also are afforded, thefts betrayed, treasures conferred. Cicero's dignity, in fact, his very nurse had already beheld while he was yet a tiny child. The pupil Plato is the swan that came from the bosom of Socrates, caressing men. The boxer Leonymus is healed by Achilles in dreams. When the Athenians had lost a golden crown from the citadel, Sophocles the tragedian recovered it by dreaming.
Neoptolemus the tragedian, warned in dreams at the tomb of Ajax by the Rhoeteum of Troy, saved it by Ajax himself from ruin, and when he removed the wear of the stones, returned thence rich with gold. But how many commentators and asserters are there upon this subject? Artemon, Antiphon, Strato, Philochorus, Epicharmus, Serapion, Cratippus, Dionysius of Rhodes, Hermippus — the whole literature of the age. Only, if perchance, shall I laugh at him who supposed he could persuade us that Saturn dreamed before all others — unless indeed he also lived before all others. Aristotle, pardon me for laughing. For the rest, Epicharmus, with Philochorus the Athenian, even exalted dreams to the very topmost peak among divinations.
For with oracles too of this kind the world has been thronged: as that of Amphiaraus at Oropus, of Amphilochus at Mallus, of Sarpedon in the Troad, of Trophonius in Boeotia, of Mopsus in Cilicia, of Hermione in Macedonia, of Pasiphae in Laconia. The rest, with their origins and rites and reporters, together with the whole subsequent history of dreams, Hermippus of Berytus will most abundantly set forth in five volumes. But the Stoics too prefer that God, most provident for human instruction, among the other safeguards of the divinatory arts and disciplines, has also implanted dreams rather especially, as a peculiar solace of the natural oracle. So much for what pertains to the faith in dreams, which is to be attested by us also, and interpreted otherwise.
For concerning the other oracles as well, in which no one sleeps, what else shall we pronounce than that they are the demonic operation of those spirits who, even then, dwelt within those very men or affected the memory of them, for every scene of their own malice — in this same manner lying about divinity, and by the same industry deceiving even through benefits of medicines and admonitions and predictions, so that they may the more injure by helping, while through the things that help they lead men away from the search for the true divinity by the insinuation of a false one? And assuredly their power is not shut up, nor is it circumscribed by the boundaries of shrines: it is roving and flitting about and for the time being free.
Whence no one would doubt that houses too lie open to demons, and that men are beset by images not only in the inmost sanctuaries but even in their bedchambers. (47) For we define that dreams are for the most part inflicted by demons, even though sometimes true and gracious, but — with that industry of which we have spoken — designing and ensnaring; how much more, then, when they are vain and frustrating and turbid and mocking and unclean. Nor is it any wonder if there are images of those whose realities there also are.
But from God — who has of course promised the grace of the Holy Spirit upon all flesh, and that His servants and His handmaids should both prophesy and dream — there shall be reckoned those dreams which are to be compared to that very grace: whatever is honorable, holy, prophetic, revelatory, edifying, calling; whose liberality is wont to distil even upon the profane, since God makes His rains and His suns fall equally upon the just and the unjust; seeing that even Nebuchadnezzar dreams by divine power, and almost the greater part of mankind learn God from visions. As, therefore, the condescension of God is even toward the heathen, so also the temptation of the evil one is even toward the saints, from whom he does not desist even by day, so that he may creep upon them even while they sleep, where he can, if he cannot upon them while they wake.
A third kind will be those dreams which the soul seems to induce upon itself out of an intent upon its circumstances. But since it is not within one's choice to dream (for Epicharmus also thinks so), how will she be a cause to herself of any vision? Is this kind, then, to be left to the natural form, which preserves the soul's continuing to experience its own affairs even in ecstasy? But those things which will seem to happen neither from God nor from a demon nor from the soul, and which are beyond opinion and beyond interpretation and beyond the account of any faculty, shall be set apart to ecstasy itself, properly so called, and to its principle. (48) They affirm that dreams are dreamed more surely and more sifted in the last watches of the night, as though the vigor of the souls were now emerging, slumber having been driven forward.
And of the seasons of the year, spring is more quiet, because summer dissolves the souls, and winter in a manner hardens them, and autumn — otherwise a tempter of health — dilutes them with the most wine-like juices of fruits. Likewise, from the very posture of rest: if one lie neither on the back nor on the right side nor with the inward parts turned upward, as though the little chambers were poured out, the station of the senses will fluctuate, or the seat of the mind be troubled by the compressed surfeit of the liver. But I would think these things are cleverly estimated rather than steadily proved, even though it is Plato who estimated them; and perhaps they proceed by chance. Otherwise dreams would be a matter of choice, if they could be directed.
For we must examine the fact that dreams prescribe a rule concerning foods to be distinguished or refused, now out of presumption, now out of superstition: superstition, as when a fast is enjoined upon those about to sleep at oracular shrines, so as to induce ritual purity; presumption, as when the Pythagoreans reject the bean, on this account too, as a burdensome fodder that causes flatulence. And yet that threefold brotherhood together with Daniel, content with pulse alone lest they be defiled by the royal dishes, obtained from God, besides their other wisdom, the special grace of dreams, both of receiving them and of interpreting them. But I, when fasting, do not know whether I alone dream so very much that I do not perceive that I have dreamed at all. 'Sobriety, then,' you say, 'has nothing to do with this matter?'
Nay, it has all the more to do with this, as much as it has to do with everything; if it bears upon superstition, much more does it bear upon religion. For even the demons demand it from their own dreamers, namely for the pandering of their divinity, because they know it to be familiar with God, because Daniel again, by the station of three weeks, grew lean in diet, yet in order to allure God by the offices of self-humiliation, not in order to build up sense and wisdom in a soul about to dream, as though it were not going to act in ecstasy. Thus sobriety will avail not to remove ecstasy, but to commend that very ecstasy, that it may take place in God. XLIX.
Let those who think that infants do not dream—seeing that all the functions of the soul are discharged in life according to the measure of age—observe the starts and nods and smiles of infants during sleep, so that from the fact they may grasp that the movements of the dreaming soul readily burst out to the surface through the tenderness of the flesh. But as for the report that the Libyan people, the Atlantes, are said to pass their nights in dreamless sleep, they are certainly being reproached in the very nature of the soul. Moreover, either report has lied to Herodotus, being at times slanderous against the barbarians, or a great power of demons of this kind holds sway in that region.
For if Aristotle too notes a certain hero of Sardinia who deprives those who sleep in his shrine of visions, this also will lie among the caprices of demons—to take away dreams as well as to bring them on—so that from this quarter proceeded the notable case of Nero also, a late dreamer, and of Thrasymedes. But we also derive dreams from God. Why then would the Atlantes not dream even from God, seeing that now no nation is a stranger to God, since the Gospel flashes over all the earth and to the ends of the world? Has report then lied to Aristotle, or is there still some reckoning of demons? Provided only that no soul be believed by any nature to be exempt from dreams. Chapter L. ON THE POWER OF DEATH AND ON MENANDER THE HERETIC. Enough about the mirror of death, that is, about sleep, since we have also treated of the business of sleep, that is, of dreams;
now we pass to the origin of this digression, that is, to the topic of death, since not even this can be dealt with apart from questions, although it is the end of all questions. By the universal verdict of the whole human race we declare death to be a debt owed to nature. This the voice of God has ratified, this everything that is born has pledged; so that from here on no stupor of Epicurus may be spread abroad, who denies that this debt pertains to us, but rather the madness of the heretical sorcerer Menander the Samaritan may be spat upon, who says that death not only does not pertain to his followers, but does not even reach them: namely in this respect he is a legate sent from the supernal and hidden power, so that those who have put on his baptism should become immortal and incorruptible and straightway partakers of the resurrection.
We have read indeed of very many marvelous kinds of waters, but either the wine-bearing spring of the Lyncestae makes men drunk, or the demonic fountain of Colophon renders them frenzied, or the poisoned water of Nonacris in Arcadia killed Alexander. There was also in Judaea a healing lake before Christ. Plainly the poet has handed down the Stygian marshes as washing away death, yet even so Thetis bewailed her son. And yet if Menander too plunges men into the Styx, one must nonetheless die in order to reach the Styx; for it is said to be among the dead. What and where is that felicity of waters, which neither John the baptizer administered beforehand nor Christ himself demonstrated to his disciples? What is this bath of Menander? A comic one, I suppose. But why is it so rarely used, so hidden, in which very few bathe?
For I shall render suspect so great a rarity of a supposedly most safe and secure sacrament, in which there is not even a law to die for God himself, whereas on the contrary all nations now go up to the mountain of the Lord and to the house of the God of Jacob, which demands death through martyrdom as well—death which He exacted even from His own Christ. Nor will anyone grant so much to magic that it can exempt from death or replant life like a vine renewed in its age. For this was not permitted even to Medea in the case of a man, though it was permitted in the case of a ram. Enoch and Elijah were translated, and their death was not found, being deferred of course; but for the rest they are reserved to die, that by their blood they may extinguish Antichrist. John too died, whom the hope had vainly held would remain until the coming of the Lord.
For heresies commonly leap out at our examples, taking from thence the defenses with which they fight against us. Finally, here is the short reckoning: where are those whom Menander himself drenched, whom he plunged into his own Styx? Let the everlasting apostles come, let them stand by; let my Thomas behold them, hear them, handle them, and believe. LI. THAT NOTHING OF THE SOUL REMAINS BEHIND IN THE BODY. Now the work of death lies before us: the separation of body and soul. But certain persons, in support of the immortality of the soul—which indeed, not being taught it by God, they maintain feebly—beg for such arguments as would have it believed that even after death certain souls cling to their bodies.
For to this end Plato too, although he dispatches such souls as he wills straight to heaven, nevertheless in the Republic sets before us the corpse of a certain unburied man preserved for a long time without any decay—on account, of course, of the indivisibility of the soul. To this end Democritus also notes the growth of nails and hair in burials for some length of time. Moreover, the quality of the air too may have served as protection for that body. For what, if the air was rather dry and the soil rather salty? What, if the very substance of the body was rather juiceless? What, if the manner of death had already beforehand drained off the matters of corruption? As for the nails, since they are the extremities of the sinews, when the sinews are stretched out by relaxation they are with reason seen to be thrust farther forward and, as the flesh daily fails, to be expelled.
The hair too takes its nourishment from the brain, which a hidden defense enables to endure for some while. Finally, in the living also, according to the richness of the brain, the crop of hair either flourishes or fails. You have the physicians on your side. But it is not even the case that some slight portion of the soul settles behind in the body, since it too is destined to depart at some time, when time shall have abolished the whole scene of the body. For this also is in the opinion of certain persons; on this account they say that the dead should not be cremated with fire, sparing what is superfluous of the soul. But there is another rationale for that kind of piety, not one that flatters the relics of the soul, but one that turns away even from cruelty on account of the body—since man himself surely does not deserve to be expended by a penal end.
For the rest, the soul, being indivisible inasmuch as it is immortal, demands that its death also be believed indivisible—befalling it indivisibly not as immortal, but as an indivisible soul. But death too would be divided, if the soul were divided, since some superfluous part of the soul would die at some point; thus a portion of death would remain along with a portion of the soul. Nor am I ignorant that there is some vestige of this opinion. I learned it from my own experience. I know a certain woman, a home-bred servant of the church, who had died in the integrity of her form and age, after a single and brief marriage; and when she had fallen asleep in peace and the burial was as yet being delayed and she was meanwhile being laid out during the prayer of the presbyter, at the first breath of the prayer she moved her hands from her sides and composed them into the posture of a suppliant, and when peace was restored she returned them to their proper position.
There is also that report among our own people, that in a cemetery, when one body was being laid beside another, the body made room for the newcomer's approach. If among the heathen too something of this kind is handed down, everywhere God sets forth the signs of His power—for His own as a comfort, for outsiders as a testimony. For I would sooner believe it to have been done as a testimony from God than out of any relics of the soul, which, had they been present, would have moved the other limbs also—and if only the hands, not for the cause of prayer. That body too would not only have yielded to its brother, but would also on other occasions have refreshed its own self by a change of posture. Certainly, wherever these things come from, they are rather to be reckoned among signs and portents; they cannot make nature. Death, if it is not once and wholly, is not death at all; if any part of the soul remains, it is life;
death will no more be mingled with life than night with day. LII. This, then, is the work of death: the separation of flesh and soul. Setting aside the question of fates and chances, human sentiment has distinguished it in two ways, into an ordinary and an extraordinary form—reckoning the ordinary indeed to nature, that of any peaceful death, but judging the extraordinary to be contrary to nature, that of any violent end. But we who know the first beginnings of man boldly determine that death did not follow upon man from nature, but from fault—and that not even a natural fault; but the name of nature is easily usurped in those things which seem to have clung to us from birth by accident. For if man had been directly instituted for death, then indeed death would be ascribed to nature.
Moreover, that he was not instituted for death is proved by the very law, which suspended the outcome of death by a conditional threat and made it depend on man's own choice. In short, had he not sinned, he would by no means have died. Thus that will not be nature which came about through the will by the power of choice, not through the authority of institution by necessity. Accordingly, even though the outcomes of death are various, as the condition of causes is manifold, we say that none is so gentle as not to be brought about by force. That very working cause of death, though simple, is force. For what of it? That which severs and tears asunder so great a fellowship of soul and flesh, so great a concretion of sister substances from the very conception—
for even if someone breathes out his spirit through joy, as did Chilon the Spartan while embracing his son victorious at Olympia; even if through glory, as Clidemus the Athenian while being crowned with gold for the excellence of his historical style; even if through a dream, as Plato; even if through laughter, as P. Crassus—far more violent is that death which stalks through pleasant things, which expels the soul through advantages, which brings death to pass at that very moment when it is more delightful to live, amid exultation, amid honor, amid rest, amid pleasure. That too is force in the case of ships, when, far from the Capherean rocks, battered by no whirlwinds, shaken by no great waves, with a caressing breeze, a gliding course, a rejoicing company, they suddenly, by an inward blow, in total security go down.
In no other way are the outcomes of death shipwrecks even of a tranquil life. It makes no difference whether the ship of the body departs whole or shattered, so long as the navigation of the soul is overthrown. LIII. ON THE DEPARTURE OF SOULS. But whither then the soul, stripped bare and expelled, betakes itself, we shall doubtless pursue in due order; yet first we shall fill out what belongs to this place, lest, because we have declared the outcomes of death to be various, anyone should expect from us the several reckonings of them, which had rather be left to the physicians, the proper arbiters of all lethal things or causes, and of those very corporeal conditions. Plainly, to safeguard the immortality of the soul here too, in mentioning death I shall interweave something about the kind of departure in which the soul slips away little by little and bit by bit;
for while it sustains the semblance of failing, it is being led away as it seems to be consumed, and it furnishes a conjecture of destruction from the gradualness of its departure. But the whole rationale is in the body and from the body. For whatever be that outcome of death, it is without doubt the overthrow either of the vital materials, or of the vital regions, or of the vital passages: of the materials, as of the bile, as of the blood; of the regions, as of the heart, as of the liver; of the passages, as of the veins, as of the arteries.
Therefore, while these things are laid waste in the body from each one's proper cause of injury, unto the utter overthrow and severing of the vital—that is, of the natural—limits, situations, and functions, necessarily the soul too, as its instruments and dwellings and spaces gradually fail, is itself gradually compelled to migrate and is led into the semblance of diminution, in no other way than that in which the charioteer himself too is presumed to have failed when the exhaustion of the horses has denied him their strength—as far as concerns the disposition of the deprived man, not as concerns the truth of any suffering on his part.
In like manner the charioteer of the body, the animal spirit, when it fails, fails in the name of its vehicle, not its own—withdrawing in its operation, not in its vigor; growing faint in its action, not in its state; consuming away in constancy, not in substance—because it ceases to appear, not because it ceases to be. So too every swift death, as the reaping of the neck, which at once opens so great a door; as the force of a collapse crushing all the vitals at one stroke; as apoplexy, an inward collapse—affords no delay to the soul nor racks its departure into moments. But where death is long, in proportion as the soul is being deserted, so it also deserts; yet it is not cut down in this fashion, but drawn out, and while it is being drawn out it makes its last part seem to be visible.
But not every part is at once also cut off because it is later, nor because it is scanty is it at once also destined to perish itself. Its own end follows the series, and the middling portion is drawn along by the sum, and the remainders, cohering with the whole, are awaited by it, not abandoned. And so I would dare to say: the last of the whole is the whole, because, although it is less and later, it belongs to that whole itself. Hence, in fine, it often comes about that the soul, in the very moment of parting, is more powerfully stirred, with a more anxious gaze, with extraordinary loquacity, since, being now placed in freedom from a higher vantage, through the superfluous part that still lingers in the body it announces what it sees, what it hears, what it is beginning to know.
For if this body is, according to the Platonic sentence, a prison, but according to the apostolic one a temple of God when it is in Christ—yet meanwhile it walls in the soul with its enclosure and darkens it and befouls it with the concretion of the flesh, whence the light of things is to the soul, as through a horn window, rather obscured. Without doubt, when by the force of death the soul is pressed out from the concretion of the flesh and is by that very pressing-out strained clear, surely it bursts out from the spread-over covering of the body into the open, unto its own pure and unmixed light; straightway it recognizes itself in the freedom of its substance, and by that very liberty comes back to its senses into divinity, as one emerging from a dream from images to realities.
Then it both announces and sees, then it exults or trembles, according as it perceives the preparation of its lodging, from the very countenance at once of the angel, the summoner of souls—the Mercury of the poets. LIV. ON THE RECEPTION. Whither then the soul shall be led, we now render account. Almost all the philosophers who, in whatever manner they please, nevertheless vindicate the immortality of the soul—as Pythagoras, as Empedocles, as Plato—and those who grant it some time from its departure until the conflagration of the universe, as the Stoics, place only their own souls, that is, those of the wise, in the supernal dwellings. Plato indeed does not rashly grant this to the souls of philosophers, but to those who have adorned philosophy, namely, by the love of boys.
So great a privilege, even among philosophers, does impurity possess. And so, in his view souls that are wise are exalted into the ether; in Arius' view, into the air; in the Stoics' view, beneath the moon. And these I marvel at, that they lay the imprudent souls prostrate about the earth, while they affirm that these are being instructed by the wise, who are far higher up. Where will the region of the school be, amid so great a distance of their lodgings? By what means will the pupil-souls assemble to their teachers, being absent by so great an interval? And what use and fruit is there for them of this posthumous erudition, when they are on the very point of perishing in the conflagration? The remaining souls they cast down to the lower regions.
Plato describes these lower regions, in the Phaedo, as it were the lap of the earth, into which all the stains of worldly filth, by flowing together and there settling down, exhale their vapors and, as if with the mire of their own uncleannesses, they compress a grosser draught and a foul air peculiar to that place. LV. To us the lower regions are believed to be no bare hollow, nor any open-air sink of the world, but a vastness in a pit of the earth and in the deep, and a hidden profundity in its very bowels—seeing that we read that Christ passed the three days of death in the heart of the earth, that is, in the innermost and inner recess, and covered over within the earth itself, and shut up within it, and built over lower depths still.
But if Christ, being God because also man, died according to the Scriptures and was buried according to the same, and satisfied this law too by discharging the form of human death among the lower regions, nor ascended into the higher parts of the heavens before He descended into the lower parts of the earth, that He might there make the patriarchs and prophets partakers of Himself—then you have grounds both to believe that the region of the lower world is subterranean, and to thrust away with the elbow those who all too proudly do not think the souls of the faithful worthy of the lower regions—servants above their lord and disciples above their master—scorning perchance to take, in Abraham's bosom, the solace of awaiting the resurrection. 'But,' they say, 'Christ went down to the lower regions for this very purpose, that we might not go down.
For the rest, what distinction is there between heathens and Christians, if the prison is the same for the dead?' Whither then will you breathe out your soul into heaven, while Christ still sits there at the right hand of the Father, the command of God through the trumpet of the archangel not yet heard, those whom the coming of the Lord shall find in the world not yet caught up to meet Him in the air together with those who, having died in Christ, shall first rise? To no one does heaven lie open while the earth is still safe—not to say, closed. For with the transaction of the world the kingdoms of the heavens shall be unbarred. But is our repose to be in the ether with Plato's boy-lovers, or in the air with Arius, or about the moon with the Endymions of the Stoics? 'Nay,' you say, 'in paradise, whither even then the patriarchs and prophets, as appendages of the Lord's resurrection, migrated from the lower regions.'
And how is it that to John, in the spirit, the region of paradise was revealed—which lies beneath the altar—showing no other souls with itself save those of the martyrs? How is it that Perpetua, that most valiant martyr, on the day of her passion, in a revelation of paradise saw there the martyrs alone, unless because to none does the sword, the doorkeeper of paradise, yield place save to those who have died in Christ, not in Adam? A new death for God, and an extraordinary one for Christ, is received into another and privileged lodging. Recognize therefore the difference between the heathen and the faithful in death, if you fall for God, as the Paraclete admonishes, not in soft fevers and on beds, but in martyrdoms—if you take up your cross and follow the Lord, as He Himself commanded. The whole key of paradise is your own blood.
You have too from us a little book on paradise, in which we have established that every soul is sequestered in the lower regions until the day of the Lord. LVI. WHETHER SOULS TARRY HERE AFTER DEATH. There occurs a dispute: whether this happens straightway upon departure, or whether some rationale detains certain souls here for a while, or whether even souls that have been received may afterward intervene from the lower regions, by their own choice or by command. For these opinions too do not lack their persuasions. It has been believed that the unburied are not brought down to the lower regions before they have received their due rites—according to the Homeric Patroclus demanding his funeral in dreams from Achilles, because otherwise he could not approach the gates of the lower world, the souls of the buried keeping him far off. But we know, besides the laws of poetry, the diligence also of Homeric piety.
For all the more did he bestow care upon burial, in that he also censured its delay as injurious to souls; and at the same time, lest anyone by detaining the deceased at home should himself be worn out along with him by the excess of a solace nourished by grief. Thus he devised the complaints of the unburied soul for both ends: that the pressing of the funeral and the honor of bodies might be preserved, and the memory of affections tempered. But for the rest, how vain it is that the soul should await the due rites of the body, as though it carried anything of them off to the lower regions! Much more vain, if the neglect of burial is to be reckoned an injury to the soul, which it ought rather to embrace as a favor. For surely it would prefer to be dragged more slowly down to the lower regions, seeing it did not even wish to die: it will love the impious heir, through whom it is still fed by the light.
Or if there is for certain some injury in being thrust down beneath the earth more slowly, and the title of the injury is the neglect of burial, it is exceedingly unjust that she should be afflicted by an injury for which the neglect of burial will not be imputed to her—pertaining, of course, to her near kin. They say too that souls forestalled by an untimely death wander here up to the point where the remainder of the years is fulfilled with which they would have lived on, had they not died out of season. But either the times are appointed to each one, and I shall not believe that what is appointed can be snatched away prematurely; or if they are indeed appointed, yet are curtailed by the will of God or by some power, they are curtailed in vain, if they are still awaited to be fulfilled; or if they are not appointed, there will be no remainder of times not appointed. I will add still further:
behold, for instance, an infant has died at the founts of the breast; suppose now a boy not yet clad in the toga, suppose one just of age—who nevertheless was to have lived eighty years. That his soul should pass these forestalled years here after death—what sort of thing is that? For it cannot take on age without a body, since ages operate through bodies. But let our own people also reconsider this: that souls will receive back in the resurrection the same bodies in which they departed. The same measures of bodies, therefore, and the same ages which make the measures of bodies, are to be hoped for. In what manner then can an infant's soul pass here the years snatched away, so as to rise again at eighty years old in a body one month old?
Or if it will be necessary here for those times to be fulfilled which had been destined, will the soul here run through in like manner the order of life too, which the times obtained as its lot, destined here together with them—so that it should study, being assigned from infancy to boyhood; and serve in the army, being roused from adolescence to youth; and hold office, being weighed down from youth into old age; and exact interest and press the farm, sail, litigate, marry, labor, undergo sicknesses, and whatever things sad and glad awaited it along with the times? But how shall these be transacted without a body? Life without life? But the times will be empty, to be filled up by their mere running-through. What then hinders these from being fulfilled in the lower regions, where likewise there is no use of them?
Thus we say that every soul, at whatever age it has departed, abides in that age until that day, when that perfection is promised, tempered to the measure of angelic fullness. Accordingly, those souls will be held as banished from the lower regions which they suppose to have been snatched away by force—especially through the atrocities of punishments, I mean of the cross and the axe and the sword and the beast; nor moreover are those outcomes violent which justice decrees, being the avenger of violence. 'And therefore,' you will say, 'all wicked souls are exiled from the lower regions.' Then constitute, I press you, the lower regions as either for the good or for the evil: if you please them to be for the evil, then even the worst souls ought to be cast down thither; if for the good, why do you meanwhile judge souls immature and unwed, and pure and innocent according to the condition of their age, unworthy of the lower regions?
LVII. Either it is best to be retained here, according to the ahoroi (the untimely dead), or worst, according to the biaeothanatoi (the violently slain)—to use the very terms in which the magic that is the authoress of these opinions resounds: Ostanes and Typhon and Dardanus and Damigeron and Nectabis and Berenice. It is now public literature which promises that it will summon up from their sojourn in the lower regions even souls laid to rest at a ripe age, even those parted by an honorable death, even those discharged by ready burial. What then shall we call magic? What almost everyone calls it: a deceit.
But the rationale of the deceit does not escape the Christians alone, who know the spiritual forces of wickedness—not indeed by a fellow conscience, but by a hostile knowledge—and who handle, not by an inviting operation, but by a subduing dominion, that manifold plague of the human mind, the artificer of all error, the devastator alike of salvation and of the soul; and so too the rationale of magic—the second idolatry, that is—in which the demons feign themselves likewise dead, just as in idolatry they feign themselves gods. And why not? Since the gods too are dead. Accordingly, the untimely dead and the violently slain are indeed invoked under that argument of belief which seems plausible—that those souls above all do violence and injury which a savage and untimely end has wrenched out through violence and injury, as it were in requital of the offense.
But it is the demons that operate under the pretense of these souls—and those especially who were then in the very persons while they were alive, and who had driven them into ends of this kind. For we have also suggested that almost no human being is without a demon, and it is known to many that untimely and atrocious deaths too are wrought by the works of demons, deaths which they attribute to onsets.
This deceit too of the wicked spirit lurking under the persons of the dead we prove, unless I am mistaken, even by facts, since in exorcisms it sometimes affirms itself to be one of the parents of the man it inhabits, sometimes a gladiator or a beast-fighter—just as elsewhere it affirms itself a god—caring for nothing more than for this very thing, to exclude what we proclaim, lest we readily believe that all souls are brought down to the lower regions, so that they may throw into confusion the faith both of judgment and of resurrection. And yet that demon, after it has attempted to circumvent the bystanders, being overcome by the insistence of divine grace, confesses against its will that which is the truth. So too in that other kind of magic, which is believed to tear souls already at rest away from the lower regions and to exhibit them to view, there is no other force of deceit:
more effective, plainly, because a phantasm too is furnished, because a body too is feigned; nor is it a great matter for it to deceive the outer eyes, for which it is very easy to blind the inner keenness of the mind. Bodies, in fine, appeared to Pharaoh and the Egyptians as dragons from the magic rods; but the truth of Moses devoured the lie. Simon and Elymas the magicians did many things too against the apostles; but the stroke of blindness was not from illusions. What new thing is it, this rivalry of the truth by the unclean spirit? Behold, today the presumption of that same heretic Simon exalts itself with such great art that they undertake even to move the souls of the prophets from the lower regions. And I believe it, because they can do it by a lie;
for neither was the pythonic spirit then less permitted to counterfeit the soul of Samuel, when Saul consulted the dead after God had departed. But far be it, otherwise, that we should believe the soul of any saint whatsoever—let alone of a prophet—to have been drawn forth by a demon, being well taught that Satan himself is transfigured into an angel of light, let alone into a man of light; who will even assert himself to be God in the end, and will put forth more monstrous signs and portents, to overthrow, if it were possible, the elect.
It doubted, perchance, whether to assert itself then to be a prophet of God—and that too to Saul, in whom it was itself already dwelling; lest you think that one being administered the phantasm, another commended it, but that it was the same spirit both in the pseudo-prophetess and in the apostate, easily lying that what it had done should be believed—the spirit through whom Saul's treasure was there where his heart also was, namely where God was not. And therefore, through the one by whom he believed he would see, he saw—because through the one by whom he saw he also believed.
If the objection is also raised, from nocturnal apparitions, that the dead are often seen and not without effect (for the Nasamones too, by lingering at the tombs of their ancestors, catch their own oracles, as Heraclides writes, or Nymphodorus, or Herodotus; and the Celts, for the same purpose, pass the night at the graves of their brave men, as Nicander affirms), we do not on that account truly experience the dead in our dreams any more than the living, but we experience the dead by the same principle by which we experience the living and all things that are seen. For things are not true because they are seen, but because they are fulfilled. The trustworthiness of dreams is reported from their effect, not from their appearance.
But that the underworld lies open to no soul at all, the Lord has sufficiently established in that parable of the poor man at rest and the rich man groaning, through the person of Abraham: that no reporter of the arrangement of the lower regions could be sent back thence—an errand which even then might have been permitted, so that Moses and the prophets might be believed. But even though the power of God has recalled certain souls into their bodies as proofs of His own authority, it is not on that account to be shared with the faith and audacity of magicians, nor with the deceit of dreams, nor with the licence of poets.
But rather, in the instances of resurrection, when the power of God—whether through the prophets, or through Christ, or through the apostles—restores souls to bodies, it has been established beforehand by solid, palpable, and satisfying truth that this is the very form of truth, so that you should judge every disembodied manifestation of the dead to be an illusion. LVIII. WHETHER SOULS ARE PUNISHED IN THE UNDERWORLD. Every soul, then, is in the underworld? you ask. Whether you will or no, and already there are torments there and refreshments: you have the poor man and the rich man. And because I deferred I know not what to this section, I shall now suitably render it in the conclusion. For why should you not think that the soul is both punished and cherished in the underworld in the meantime, under expectation of the twofold judgment, in a certain foretasting and forewarning of it?
Because, you say, its case ought to be kept intact for the divine judgment, without any foretasting of the sentence; and moreover because the restitution of the flesh must be awaited, as the partner of the labours and the wages. What, then, shall happen during that time? Shall we sleep? But indeed souls do not sleep even in the living; for sleep belongs to bodies, whose very death also comes with its mirror, sleep. Or do you wish nothing to be done there, whither all humanity is drawn, whither every hope is sequestered? Do you think the judgment is being tasted, or begun? Hurried on, or ministered in advance? Nay indeed, how most unjust would be the leisure in the underworld, if there the guilty are still well off and the innocent are not yet so!
What more do you wish to exist after death—one that trifles with a confused hope and an uncertain expectation, or one that already trembles at the review of its life and the ordering of judgment? But does the soul always await the body in order to grieve or to rejoice? Is it not sufficient of itself for either title of suffering? How often, while the body is unharmed, is the soul alone tormented by bile, anger, weariness, and often by something not even known to itself? How often, again, while the body is afflicted, does the soul seek out a stolen joy for itself and then withdraw from the untimely company of the body? I lie, if the soul alone is not wont even to glory and rejoice in the very torments of the body. Look at the soul of Mucius, when he dissolved his right hand in the flames; look at that of Zeno, when the tortures of Dionysius passed over it.
The bites of wild beasts are ornaments of youth, as were the scars of the bear in Cyrus. So thoroughly does the soul know, even in the underworld, both to rejoice and to grieve without the flesh, since even in the flesh it grieves though unhurt if it wills, and rejoices though hurt if it wills. If it does this from its own choice in life, how much more from the judgment of God after death? But the soul does not share all its works [best works] with the ministry of the flesh; for the divine scrutiny pursues even bare thoughts and naked wishes. Whoever has looked to lust, has already committed adultery in his heart. Therefore, on account of these very things, it is most fitting that the soul be punished, even though the flesh is not awaited, for what it committed without the flesh as its ally. So too, on account of pious and benevolent thoughts, in which it had no need of the flesh, it will be refreshed without the flesh.
What now, if even in fleshly matters that which conceives, arranges, commands, and impels is prior? And if at any time it is unwilling, still it deals beforehand with what it is about to do through the body; in short, the consciousness will never be later than the deed. Thus it also befits this order that she who is prior should first weigh out the wages that are owed to her as prior. In sum, when we understand the underworld to be that prison which the Gospel points out, and interpret the very last farthing as even the slightest fault to be paid off there by the delay of the resurrection, no one will doubt that the soul pays something in the underworld, the fullness of the resurrection through the flesh remaining intact. This too the Paraclete has most frequently commended, if anyone will admit His words out of a recognition of the promised charismata.
Having engaged, as I think, from the teaching of the faith, every human opinion concerning the soul, we have satisfied at least a just and necessary curiosity; but a monstrous and idle curiosity will lack learning only as much as it pleases to inquire. The text edited by J.H. Waszink. Scanned by Roger Pearse, Ipswich, 2003.
我想,我們已憑著信仰的教導,探討了關於靈魂的一切人類見解,至少滿足了正當而必要的好奇心;至於那過度而懶散的好奇心,它欠缺的學問將僅與它樂於探究的程度相當。(本文由 J.H. Waszink 編訂。由 Roger Pearse 掃描,伊普斯威奇,二〇〇三年。)