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it impossible to imagine that it can feel pleasure and pain by coming in contact with the external stimulus, or express anger when thwarted, and delight when its task is done for the day. We can no more imagine the secretions of a brain formed of dead, unconscious matter deliberating over the affairs of life, than we can a steam-engine thinking to itself that it ought to have tea and toast instead of the coal and water it always gets.
The faculty of recollection furnishes the most irrefutable argument against materialism, for memory cannot be the function of that which is created afresh every moment, like a stream, which consciousness must be if it is to be regarded as a secretion of the brain. In order that the events of a life-time might be remembered by an individual, there must be a something in him which persists unchanged throughout. One who comes into existence, for the first time, at a particular moment, only to be gathered to its forefathers in the very next instant, cannot, by any possibility, know what its predecessors knew, or feel as they did in certain associations. A substratum of individuality which continues in time, i.e., a something which endures, is necessary for the purpose; and no amount of 'learned' talk can explain the facts of consciousness, that is, feeling, memory and willing, if we posit a consciousness which is generated afresh,