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作者:雨来不躲      更新:2021-02-20 15:53      字数:9322
  A Confession
  by Lev Nikolayevich Tolstoy
  I
  I was baptized and brought up in the Orthodox Christian faith。
  I was taught it in childhood and throughout my boyhood and youth。
  But when I abandoned the second course of the university at the age
  of eighteen I no longer believed any of the things I had been
  taught。
  Judging by certain memories; I never seriously believed them;
  but had merely relied on what I was taught and on what was
  professed by the grown…up people around me; and that reliance was
  very unstable。
  I remember that before I was eleven a grammar school pupil;
  Vladimir Milyutin (long since dead); visited us one Sunday and
  announced as the latest novelty a discovery made at his school。
  This discovery was that there is no God and that all we are taught
  about Him is a mere invention (this was in 1838)。  I remember how
  interested my elder brothers were in this information。  They called
  me to their council and we all; I remember; became very animated;
  and accepted it as something very interesting and quite possible。
  I remember also that when my elder brother; Dmitriy; who was
  then at the university; suddenly; in the passionate way natural to
  him; devoted himself to religion and began to attend all the Church
  services; to fast and to lead a pure and moral life; we all  even
  our elders  unceasingly held him up to ridicule and for some
  unknown reason called him 〃Noah〃。  I remember that Musin…Pushkin;
  the then Curator of Kazan University; when inviting us to dance at
  his home; ironically persuaded my brother (who was declining the
  invitation) by the argument that even David danced before the Ark。
  I sympathized with these jokes made by my elders; and drew from
  them the conclusion that though it is necessary to learn the
  catechism and go to church; one must not take such things too
  seriously。  I remember also that I read Voltaire when I was very
  young; and that his raillery; far from shocking me; amused me very
  much。
  My lapse from faith occurred as is usual among people on our
  level of education。  In most cases; I think; it happens thus:  a
  man lives like everybody else; on the basis of principles not
  merely having nothing in common with religious doctrine; but
  generally opposed to it; religious doctrine does not play a part in
  life; in intercourse with others it is never encountered; and in a
  man's own life he never has to reckon with it。  Religious doctrine
  is professed far away from life and independently of it。  If it is
  encountered; it is only as an external phenomenon disconnected from
  life。
  Then as now; it was and is quite impossible to judge by a
  man's life and conduct whether he is a believer or not。  If there
  be a difference between a man who publicly professes orthodoxy and
  one who denies it; the difference is not in favor of the former。
  Then as now; the public profession and confession of orthodoxy was
  chiefly met with among people who were dull and cruel and who
  considered themselves very important。  Ability; honesty;
  reliability; good…nature and moral conduct; were often met with
  among unbelievers。
  The schools teach the catechism and send the pupils to church;
  and government officials must produce certificates of having
  received communion。  But a man of our circle who has finished his
  education and is not in the government service may even now (and
  formerly it was still easier for him to do so) live for ten or
  twenty years without once remembering that he is living among
  Christians and is himself reckoned a member of the orthodox
  Christian Church。
  So that; now as formerly; religious doctrine; accepted on
  trust and supported by external pressure; thaws away gradually
  under the influence of knowledge and experience of life which
  conflict with it; and a man very often lives on; imagining that he
  still holds intact the religious doctrine imparted to him in
  childhood whereas in fact not a trace of it remains。
  S。; a clever and truthful man; once told me the story of how
  he ceased to believe。  On a hunting expedition; when he was already
  twenty…six; he once; at the place where they put up for the night;
  knelt down in the evening to pray  a habit retained from
  childhood。  His elder brother; who was at the hunt with him; was
  lying on some hay and watching him。  When S。 had finished and was
  settling down for the night; his brother said to him:  〃So you
  still do that?〃
  They said nothing more to one another。  But from that day S。
  ceased to say his prayers or go to church。  And now he has not
  prayed; received communion; or gone to church; for thirty years。
  And this not because he knows his brother's convictions and has
  joined him in them; nor because he has decided anything in his own
  soul; but simply because the word spoken by his brother was like
  the push of a finger on a wall that was ready to fall by its own
  weight。  The word only showed that where he thought there was
  faith; in reality there had long been an empty space; and that
  therefore the utterance of words and the making of signs of the
  cross and genuflections while praying were quite senseless actions。
  Becoming conscious of their senselessness he could not continue
  them。
  So it has been and is; I think; with the great majority of
  people。  I am speaking of people of our educational level who are
  sincere with themselves; and not of those who make the profession
  of faith a means of attaining worldly aims。  (Such people are the
  most fundamental infidels; for if faith is for them a means of
  attaining any worldly aims; then certainly it is not faith。)  these
  people of our education are so placed that the light of knowledge
  and life has caused an artificial erection to melt away; and they
  have either already noticed this and swept its place clear; or they
  have not yet noticed it。
  The religious doctrine taught me from childhood disappeared in
  me as in others; but with this difference; that as from the age of
  fifteen I began to read philosophical works; my rejection of the
  doctrine became a conscious one at a very early age。  From the time
  I was sixteen I ceased to say my prayers and ceased to go to church
  or to fast of my own volition。  I did not believe what had been
  taught me in childhood but I believed in something。  What it was I
  believed in I could not at all have said。  I believed in a God; or
  rather I did not deny God  but I could not have said what sort of
  God。  Neither did I deny Christ and his teaching; but what his
  teaching consisted in I again could not have said。
  Looking back on that time; I now see clearly that my faith
  my only real faith  that which apart from my animal instincts
  gave impulse to my life  was a belief in perfecting myself。  But
  in what this perfecting consisted and what its object was; I could
  not have said。  I tried to perfect myself mentally  I studied
  everything I could; anything life threw in my way; I tried to
  perfect my will; I drew up rules I tried to follow; I perfected
  myself physically; cultivating my strength and agility by all sorts
  of exercises; and accustoming myself to endurance and patience by
  all kinds of privations。  And all this I considered to be the
  pursuit of perfection。  the beginning of it all was of course moral
  perfection; but that was soon replaced by perfection in general:
  by the desire to be better not in my own eyes or those of God but
  in the eyes of other people。  And very soon this effort again
  changed into a desire to be stronger than others:  to be more
  famous; more important and richer than others。
  II
  Some day I will narrate the touching and instructive history
  of my life during those ten years of my youth。  I think very many
  people have had a like experience。  With all my soul I wished to be
  good; but I was young; passionate and alone; completely alone when
  I sought goodness。  Every time I tried to express my most sincere
  desire; which was to be morally good; I met with contempt and
  ridicule; but as soon as I yielded to low passions I was praised
  and encouraged。
  Ambition; love of power; covetousness; lasciviousness; pride;
  anger; and revenge  were all respected。
  Yielding to those passions I became like the grown…up folk and
  felt that they approved of me。  The kind aunt with whom I lived;
  herself the purest of beings; always told me that there was nothing
  she so desired for me as that I should have relations with a
  married woman:  'Rien ne forme un juene homme; comme une liaison
  avec une femme comme il faut'。  'Footnote:  Nothing so forms a
  young man as an intimacy with a woman of good breeding。'  Another
  happiness she desired for me was that I should become an aide…de…
  camp; and if possible aide…de…camp to the Emperor。  But the
  greatest happiness of all would be that I should