(At Villeneuve.) Leibnitz’s idea that “the soul is a mirror,” that is to say, no doubt, a substance in which everything is pictured. And this everything must be restricted to what is analogous to it, or of the same nature as it. (I had never noticed this.) And why indeed, when a mirror or a little polished matter, a little glass with a metal applied to it, can receive and reflect the whole world or all matter, with all its shapes or all its diversities, should a spiritual unity placed in the midst of everything not reflect God, who is supreme intelligence, and the ideas within him as a sort of shapes, and not see them by looking within itself? For this mirror, as intelligence, becomes an eye. Had Leibnitz said God instead of the universe, he would have been understood.
The sun pictured in a drop of dew.
It is in this way, it seems to me, that Leibnitz wished to explain Plato’s recollections and the innate ideas of the moderns. He did not explain himself clearly, nor even intelligibly.
By the nature of our [soul], God pictures himself with his ideas in this little intelligible roundness, just as, by the nature of a mirror, an entire room pictures itself in it with its furniture, its pictures, etc.
As the world is pictured in the eye, so God pictures himself in our soul. The mirror is unaware of the image: it cannot reflect upon itself; the soul can look within itself. But what is within us is obscure and can only make itself believed; what is outside can be seen, but does not make itself any better felt by consciousness. God is ceaselessly present to us; his image is always within us, even when it is not seen, because one looks outside.
Although an idea is obscure, it can suffice to guide us, because one can feel it well. It acts upon us from within.
Physical or visible truths, the facts of matter, are not pictured in our soul, but in our senses; and it is there that the soul sees them. Spiritual truths are pictured only in God, who is an intelligence, and it is there that we see them, we who are a mixed intelligence.
Note. Elaterium. This word is apt. — When one wishes to represent the action of this quality to oneself, one involuntarily pictures the play of an elastic spring that would be placed somewhere in the region of our flanks and linked, one knows not how, by its middle to our center, from which its movements would proceed; and whatever one does, one thinks this way if one wishes to be clear and to understand oneself. And it is upon this underlying idea that the mind secretly rests if it understands the following discourse, which everyone can understand: “It is the tendency toward the good, the promptness to grasp it and the constancy in willing it. It is the intensity, suppleness and firmness of the spring that sets this tendency in play; it is the liveliness, force and rightness of the impulses that this goal puts into exercise; it is, I say, all these elements that, like so many characters, form by their combinations the intrinsic rate of man and determine his value.”
In a single point. Here the underlying idea is different. Our bosom is a compass whose needle [is] our tendencies. Our end is the north point; and the needle’s deviations or right direction toward our end make our merit or our demerit, and that merit our worth.
Sunday, October 21.
(Unable to bear any more.)
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The Notebooks of Joseph Joubert, Volume II · Book Mode · Diotimos