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of the pure behaviorist, maintain that in man and tlie ani- 

 mals ahke consciousness neither is nor can be anything but 

 a phosphorescent illusion on the surface of physiological 

 action and reaction, and without any substantial reality or 

 any real significance whatsoever. But there is no choice 

 between that extreme position and recognition of the 

 fact that animals, even perhaps animals as far down in the 

 scale as any still living or preserved in the ancient rocks, 

 were capable of some awareness and of something which 

 was, potentially at least, an emotion. 



Either love as well as sex is something which we share 

 with animals, or it is something which does not really exist 

 in us. Either it is legitimate to feel some involvement in 

 the universal Rites of Spring, or it is not legitimate to take 

 our ov^^ emotions seriouslv. And even if the choice be- 

 tween the two possibilities were no more than an arbitrary 

 one, I know which of the alternatives I should choose to 

 believe in and to live by. 



