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Portrait of Laurence Oliphant Laurence Oliphant Fashionable Philosophy, and Other Sketches

Can you hear what Lord Fondleton is saying to Mrs Gloring at this moment?
Germsell. No, and I don’t want to.
Fussle. Ah, there it is. You won’t hear anything you don’t want to. Now I can, and he ought not to say it;—look how she is blushing. Oh, I forgot you are short-sighted. Well, you see, I can hear further than you, and see further than you. Why should you set a limit on the evolution of the senses, and say that no man in the future can ever hear or see further than men have in the past?
Source: Gutenberg

Portrait of Laurence Oliphant Laurence Oliphant Fashionable Philosophy, and Other Sketches

My Mr Plumper! Ah, Adolphus, there is not a fibre in our bodies or souls—and why should not souls have fibres?—that does not vibrate in harmony! We are like Æolian harps that make the same music to the same airs of the affections, while electrically our brains respond sympathetically to the same wave-current of idea. Emotionally, intellectually, we are one. Why should I allow an absurd custom of conventional civilisation, degrading to the sex, to prevent my telling him so?
Source: Gutenberg

Portrait of Laurence Oliphant Laurence Oliphant Fashionable Philosophy, and Other Sketches

It is in this great emotion, as it seems to me, that you will find at once the religion and the morality of the future.
Germsell. From what source do you get the force which enables you to love humanity with a devotion so intense that it shall elevate your present moral standard?
Coldwaite. From humanity itself. I am not going to be entrapped into getting it from any unknowable source; the love of humanity, whether it be humanity as existing, or when absorbed by death into the general mass, is perpetually generating itself.
Source: Gutenberg

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