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For
my part, when I enter most intimately into what I call myself, I
always stumble on some particular perception or other, of heat or cold,
light or shade, love or hatred, pain or pleasure. I never can catch myself
at any time without a perception, and never can observe anything but
the perception...If anyone, upon serious and unprejudiced reflection,
thinks he has a different notion of himself, I must confess I
can reason no longer with him. All I can allow him is that he may be in
the right as well as I, and that we are essentially different in this
particular. He may, perhaps, perceive something simple and continued,
which he calls himself; though I am certain there is no such
principle in me.
David Hume |
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