1. FROM
"Meditation I"[1]
BY Rene Descartes
OF THE THINGS WHICH MAY BE BROUGHT WITHIN THE SPHERE OF THE
DOUBTFUL
… It is now some years since
I detected how many were the false beliefs that I had from my earliest youth
admitted as true, and how doubtful was everything I had since constructed on
this basis; and from that time I was convinced that I must once and for all
seriously undertake to rid myself of all the opinions which I had formerly
accepted, and commence to build anew from the foundation, if I wanted to
establish any firm and permanent structure in the sciences.
… Now for this object it is
not necessary that I should show that all of these are false-I shall perhaps
never arrive at this end. But inasmuch as reason already persuades me that I
ought no less carefully to withhold my assent from matters which are not
entirely certain and indubitable than from those which appear to me manifestly
to be false, if I am able to find in each one some reason to doubt, this will
suffice to justify my rejecting the whole. And for that end it will not be
requisite that I should examine each in particular, which would be an endless
undertaking; for owing to the fact that the destruction of the foundations of
necessity brings with it the downfall of the rest of the edifice, I shall only
in the first place attack those principles upon which all my former opinions
rested.
… All that up to the present
time I have accepted as most true and certain I have learned either from the
senses or through the senses; but it is sometimes proved to me that these
senses are deceptive, and it is wiser not to trust entirely to any thing by which we have once been deceived.
But it may be that although
the senses sometimes deceive us concerning things which are hardly perceptible,
or very far away, there are yet many others to be met with as to which we
cannot reasonably have any doubt, although we recognize them by their means.
For example, there is the fact that I am here, seated by the fire, attired in a
dressing gown, having this paper in my hands and other similar matters. And how
could I deny that these hands and this body are mine, were it not perhaps that
I compare myself to certain persons, devoid of sense, whose cerebella are so
troubled and clouded by the violent vapours of black
bile, that they constantly assure us that they think they are kings when they
are really quite poor, or that they are clothed in purple when they are really
without covering, or who imagine that they have an earthenware head or are
nothing but pumpkins or are made of glass. But they are mad, and I should not
be any the less insane were I to follow examples so extravagant.
… At the same time I must
remember that I am a man, and that consequently I am in the habit of sleeping,
and in my dreams representing to myself the same things or sometimes even less
probable things, than do those who are insane in their waking moments. How
often has it happened to me that in the night I dreamt that I found myself in
this particular place, that I was dressed and seated near the fire, whilst in
reality I was lying undressed in bed! At this moment it does indeed seem to me
that it is with eyes awake that I am looking at this paper; that this head
which I move is not asleep, that it is deliberately and of set purpose that I
extend my hand and perceive it; what happens in sleep does not appear so clear
nor so distinct as does all this. But in thinking over this I remind myself
that on many occasions I have in sleep been deceived by similar illusions, and
in dwelling carefully on this reflection I see so manifestly that there are no
certain indications by which we may clearly distinguish wakefulness from sleep
that I am lost in astonishment. And my astonishment is such that it is almost
capable of persuading me that I now dream.
…Arithmetic, Geometry and
other sciences of that kind which only treat of things that are very simple and
very general, without taking great trouble to ascertain whether they are
actually existent or not, contain some measure of certainty and an element of
the indubitable. For whether I am awake or asleep, two and three together
always form five, and the square can never have more than four sides, and it
does not seem possible that truths so clear and apparent can be suspected of
any falsity [or uncertainty]
…Nevertheless I have long had
fixed in my mind the belief that an all-powerful God existed by whom I have
been created such as I am. But how do I know that He has not brought it to pass
that there is no earth, no heaven, no extended body, no magnitude, no place,
and that nevertheless [I possess the perceptions of all these things and that]
they seem to me to exist just exactly as 1 now see them? And, besides, as I
sometimes imagine that others deceive themselves in the things which they think
they know best, how do I know that I am not deceived every time that I add two
and three, or count the sides of a square, or judge of things yet simpler, if
anything simpler can be imagined? But possibly God has not desired that I
should be thus deceived, for He is said to be supremely good. If, however, it
is contrary to His goodness to have made me such that I constantly deceive
myself, it would also appear to be contrary to His goodness to permit me to be
sometimes deceived, and nevertheless I cannot doubt that He does permit
this.
…Nevertheless I have long had
fixed in my mind the belief that an all-powerful God existed by whom I have
been created such as I am. But how do I know that He has not brought it to pass
that there is no earth, no heaven, no extended body, no magnitude, no place,
and that nevertheless [I possess the perceptions of all these things and that]
they seem to me to exist just exactly as 1 now see them? And, besides, as I
sometimes imagine that others deceive themselves in the things which they think
they know best, how do I know that I am not deceived every time that I add two
and three, or count the sides of a square, or judge of things yet simpler, if
anything simpler can be imagined? But possibly God has not desired that I
should be thus deceived, for He is said to be supremely good. If, however, it
is contrary to His goodness to have made me such that I constantly deceive
myself, it would also appear to be contrary to His goodness to permit me to be
sometimes deceived, and nevertheless I cannot doubt that He does permit
this.
…I shall then suppose, not
that God who is supremely good and the fountain of truth, but some evil genius
not less powerful than deceitful, has employed his whole energies in deceiving
me; I shall consider that the heavens, the earth, colours,
fIgures, sound, and all other external things are nought but the illusions and dreams of which this genius
has availed himself in order to lay traps for my credulity; I shall consider
myself as having no hands, no eyes, no flesh, no blood, nor any senses, yet
falsely believing myself to possess all these things; I shall remain
obstinately attached to this idea, and if by this means it is not in my power
to arrive at the knowledge of any truth, I may at least do what is in my power
[i .e., suspend my judgment], and with firm purpose avoid giving credence to
any false thing, or being imposed upon by this arch deceiver, however powerful
and deceptive he may be. But this task is a laborious one, and insensibly a
certain lassitude leads me into the course of my ordinary life. And just as a
captive who in sleep enjoys an imaginary liberty, when he begins to suspect
that this liberty is but a dream, fears to awaken, and conspires with these
agreeable illusions that the deception may be prolonged, so insensibly of my
own accord I fall back into my former opinions, and I dread awakening from this
slumber, lest the laborious wakefulness which would follow the tranquility of
this repose should have to be spent not in daylight, but in the excessive
darkness of the difficulties which have just been discussed.
2. FROM
"Meditation II" BY Rene Descartes[2]
OF THE NATURE OF THE HUMAN
MIND;
AND THAT IT IS MORE EASILY
KNOWN THAN THE BODY The Meditation of yesterday filled my mind with so many doubts
that it is no longer in my power to forget them. And yet I do not see in what
manner I can resolve them; and, just as if I had all of a sudden fallen into
very deep water, I am so disconcerted that I can neither make certain of
setting my feet on the bottom, nor can I swim and so support myself on the
surface. I shall nevertheless make an effort and follow anew the same path as
that on which I yesterday entered, i.e. I shall proceed by setting aside all
that in which the least doubt could be supposed to exist, just as if I had
discovered that it was absolutely false; and I shall ever follow in this road
until I have met with something which is certain, or at least, if I can do
nothing else, until I have learned for certain that there is nothing in the
world that is certain. Archimedes, in order that he might draw the terrestrial
globe out of its place, and transport it elsewhere, demanded only that one
point should be fixed and immovable; in the same way I shall have the right to
conceive high hopes if I am happy enough to discover one thing only which is
certain and indubitable.
I suppose, then, that all the
things that I see are false; I persuade myself that nothing has ever existed of
all that my fallacious memory represents to me. I consider that I possess no
senses; I imagine that body, figure, extension, movement and place are but the
fictions of my mind. What, then, can be esteemed as true? Perhaps nothing at
all, unless that there is nothing in the world that is certain.
But how can I know there is
not something different from those things that I have just considered, of which
one cannot have the slightest doubt? Is there not some God, or some other being by whatever name we call it, who puts
these reflections into my mind? That is not necessary, for is it not possible
that I am capable of producing them myself? I myself, am I not at least
something? But I have already denied that I had senses and body. Yet I
hesitate, for what follows from that? Am I so dependent on body and senses that
I cannot exist without these? But I was persuaded that there was nothing in all
the world, that there was no heaven, no earth, that there were no minds, nor
any bodies; was I not then likewise persuaded that I did not exist? Not at all;
of a surety I myself did exist since I persuaded myself of something [or merely
because I thought of something]. But there is some deceiver or other, very
powerful and very cunning, who ever employs his
ingenuity in deceiving me. Then without doubt I exist also if he deceives me,
and let him deceive me as much as he will, he can never cause me to be nothing
so long as I think that I am something. So that after having reflected well and
carefully examined all things, we must come to the definite conclusion that
this proposition: I am, I exist, is necessarily true each time that I pronounce
it, or that I mentally conceive it.
3. FROM
"Meditation VI"[3]
BY Rene Descartes
Since He has given me a very
strong inclination to believe that these ideas (of trees, houses, etc.) arise
from corporeal objects, I do not see how he could be vindicated from the charge
of deceit, if in truth they proceeded from any other source, or were produced
by other causes than corporeal things? (For example, by the evil demon, or in
dreams.)
Therefore,
We cannot be deceived
[whether by the evil demon or whatever else] . ... I cannot doubt but that
there is in me a certain passive faculty of perception, that is, of receiving
and taking knowledge of the ideas of sensible things; but this would be useless
to me, if there did not also exist in me, or in some other thing, another
active faculty capable of forming and producing those ideas. But this active
faculty cannot be in me [in as far as I am but a thinking thing], seeing that
it does not presuppose thought, and also that those ideas are frequently
produced in my mind without my contributing to it in any way, and even
frequently contrary to my will. This faculty must therefore exist in some
substance different from me; in which all the objective reality of the ideas that
are produced by this faculty is contained formally or eminently, as I before
remarked: and this substance is either a body, that is to say, a corporeal
nature in which is contained formally [and in effect] all that is objectively
[and by representation] in those ideas; or it is God himself, or some other
creature, of a rank superior to body, in which the same is contained eminently.
But as God is no deceiver, it is manifest that he does not of himself and
immediately communicate those ideas to me, nor even by the intervention of any
creature in which their objective reality is not formally, but only eminently,
contained. For as he has given me no faculty whereby I can discover this to be
the case, but, on the contrary, a very strong inclination to believe that those
ideas arise from corporeal objects, I do not see how he could be vindicated
from the charge of deceit, ifin truth they proceeded
from any other source, or were produced by other causes than corporeal things:
and accordingly it must be concluded, that corporeal objects exist.
Nevertheless they are not perhaps exactly such as we perceive by the senses,
for their comprehension by the senses is, in many instances, very obscure and
confused; but it is at least necessary to admit that all which I clearly and
distinctly conceive as in them, that is, generally speaking, all that is
comprehended in the object of speculative geometry, really exists external to
me.
[1] 5 Rene Descartes, Meditations on First Philosophy. in The Philosophical Works of Descartes. trans. Elizabeth S. Haldane and G. R. T. Ros s, 1911. Reprinted with the permission of Cambridge University Press.
[2] 6 Rene Descartes, Meditations on First Philosophy, in The Philosophical Works of Descartes, trans. Elizabeth S. Haldane and G. R. T. Ross, 1911. Reprinted with the permission of Cambridge University Press.
[3] Rene Descartes. Meditations on First Philosophy. in The Philosophical Works of Descartes, trans. Elizabeth S. Haldane and G. R. T. Ross. 1911. Reprinted with the permission of Cambridge University Press.