And Levin remembered a scene he had lately witnessed between

Dolly and her children. The children, left to themselves, had

begun cooking raspberries over the candles and squirting milk

into each other's mouths with a syringe. Their mother, catching

them at these pranks, began reminding them in Levin's presence of

the trouble their mischief gave to the grown-up people, and that

this trouble was all for their sake, and that if they smashed the

cups they would have nothing to drink their tea out of, and that

if they wasted the milk, they would have nothing to eat, and die

of hunger.

And Levin had been struck by the passive, weary incredulity with

which the children heard what their mother said to them. They

were simply annoyed that their amusing play had been interrupted,

and did not believe a word of what their mother was saying. They

could not believe it indeed, for they could not take in the

immensity of all they habitually enjoyed, and so could not

conceive that what they were destroying was the very thing they

lived by.

"That all comes of itself," they thought, "and there's nothing

interesting or important about it because it has always been so,

and always will be so. And it's all always the same. We've no

need to think about that, it's all ready. But we want to invent

something of our own, and new. So we thought of putting

raspberries in a cup, and cooking them over a candle, and

squirting milk straight into each other's mouths. That's fun,

and something new, and not a bit worse than drinking out of

cups."

"Isn't it just the same that we do, that I did, searching by the

aid of reason for the significance of the forces of nature and

the meaning of the life of man?" he thought.

"And don't all the theories of philosophy do the same, trying by

the path of thought, which is strange and not natural to man, to

bring him to a knowledge of what he has known long ago, and knows

so certainly that he could not live at all without it? Isn't it

distinctly to be seen in the development of each philosopher's

theory, that he knows what is the chief significance of life

beforehand, just as positively as the peasant Fyodor, and not a

bit more clearly than he, and is simply trying by a dubious

intellectual path to come back to what everyone knows?

"Now then, leave the children to themselves to get things alone

and make their crockery, get the milk from the cows, and so on.

Would they be naughty then? Why, they'd die of hunger! Well,

then, leave us with our passions and thoughts, without any idea

of the one God, of the Creator, or without any idea of what is

right, without any idea of moral evil.




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