Monologium, on the Being of God72 Chapter LXXII. Every human soul is immortal. And it is either forever miserable, or at some time truly blessed.
Chapter LXXII. Every human soul is immortal. And it is either forever miserable, or at some time truly blessed.
But if the soul is mortal, of course the loving soul is not eternally blessed, nor the soul that scorns this Being eternally miserable. Whether, therefore, it loves or scorns that for the love of which it was created, it must be immortal. But if there are some rational souls which are to be judged as neither loving nor scorning, such as the souls of infants seem to be, what opinion shall be held regarding these? Are they mortal or immortal? But undoubtedly all human souls are of the same nature. Hence, since it is established that some are immortal, every human soul must be immortal. But since every living being is either never, or at some time, truly secure from all trouble; necessarily, also, every human soul is either ever miserable, or at some time truly blessed.
Sed nec amantem animam necesse est aeterne beatam esse; nec contemnentem, miseram, si sit mortalis. Sive igitur amet, sive contemnat id ad quod amandum creata est, necesse est eam immortalem esse. Si autem aliquae sunt animae rationales, quae nec amantes, nec contemnentes judicandae sint, sicut esse videntur animae infantum, quid de his sentiendum est? Sunt mortales, an immortales? Sed procul dubio omnes humanae animae ejusdem naturae sunt. Quare, quoniam constat quasdam esse immortales, necesse est omnem humanam animam esse immortalem. Verum, cum omne quod vivit aut nunquam, aut aliquando sit vere securum ab omni molestia; nihilominus est necesse omnem humanam animam aut semper miseram esse, aut aliquando vere beatam.