Fyodor Dostoevsky

me. You know the direct, legitimate fruit of consciousness is

inertia, that is, conscious sitting-with-the-hands-folded. I have referred

to this already. I repeat, I repeat with emphasis: all "direct" persons and

men of action are active just because they are stupid and limited. How

explain that? I will tell you: in consequence of their limitation they take

immediate and secondary causes for primary ones, and in that way

persuade themselves more quickly and easily than other people do that

they have found an infallible foundation for their activity, and their

minds are at ease and you know that is the chief thing. To begin to act,

you know, you must first have your mind completely at ease and no trace

of doubt left in it. Why, how am I, for example, to set my mind at rest?

Where are the primary causes on which I am to build? Where are my

foundations? Where am I to get them from? I exercise myself in reflection,

and consequently with me every primary cause at once draws after

itself another still more primary, and so on to infinity. That is just the

essence of every sort of consciousness and reflection. It must be a case of

the laws of nature again. What is the result of it in the end? Why, just the

same. Remember I spoke just now of vengeance. (I am sure you did not

take it in.) I said that a man revenges himself because he sees justice in it.

Therefore he has found a primary cause, that is, justice. And so he is at

rest on all sides, and consequently he carries out his revenge calmly and

successfully, being persuaded that he is doing a just and honest thing. But

I see no justice in it, I find no sort of virtue in it either, and consequently

if I attempt to revenge myself, it is only out of spite. Spite, of course,

might overcome everything, all my doubts, and so might serve quite

successfully in place of a primary cause, precisely because it is not a

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