Остров доктора Моро
Doctor Moreau Explains.
Itmaybe,Ifancy,thatIhaveseenmoreofthewaysofthisworld’sMakerthanyou,—forIhavesoughthislaws,inmyway,allmylife,whileyou,Iunderstand,havebeencollectingbutterflies.AndItellyou,pleasureandpainhavenothingtodowithheavenorhell.Pleasureandpain—bah!Whatisyourtheologian’secstasybutMahomet’shouriinthedark?Thisstorewhichmenandwomensetonpleasureandpain,Prendick,isthemarkofthebeastuponthem,—themarkofthebeastfromwhichtheycame!Pain,painandpleasure,theyareforusonlysolongaswewriggleinthedust.
"Yousee,Iwentonwiththisresearchjustthewayitledme.ThatistheonlywayIeverheardoftrueresearchgoing.Iaskedaquestion,devisedsomemethodofobtainingananswer,andgotafreshquestion.Wasthispossibleorthatpossible?Youcannotimaginewhatthismeanstoaninvestigator,whatanintellectualpassiongrowsuponhim!Youcannotimaginethestrange,colourlessdelightoftheseintellectualdesires!Thethingbeforeyouisnolongerananimal,afellow-creature,butaproblem!Sympatheticpain,—allIknowofitIrememberasathingIusedtosufferfromyearsago.Iwanted—itwastheonethingIwanted—tofindouttheextremelimitofplasticityinalivingshape."
"But,"saidI,"thethingisanabomination—"
"TothisdayIhavenevertroubledabouttheethicsofthematter,"hecontinued."ThestudyofNaturemakesamanatlastasremorse-lessasNature.
