The relationship between reason and desire in human experience presents perennial problems. These problems have been with us a long time. They’re as ancient as Plato’s dislike for poets and as current as every advertisement that makes an appeal to our passions. These issues will always be with us. Why? Because we are both thinking creatures and longing creatures. But just because there seems to be a constant tension between two seemingly irreconcilable concepts doesn’t mean we should abandon the attempt to understand the relationship between them. In this episode, we'll attempt to do just that.
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Much of this material was originally published in Reconsiderations, a publication of the Christian Study Center of Gainesville, and it is with their permission that this material is here now. The essay was entitled “Learning to Love: Reflections on the Relationship between Reason and Desire.”
References for this episode:
1. Saint Augustine, Confessions, Translated by Henry Chadwick (Oxford University Press), pg. 3.
2. Ibid., pg. 208.
3. James K.A. Smith, You Are What You Love (Brazos Press), pgs. 1-2.
4. Saint Augustine, Confessions, Translated by Henry Chadwick (Oxford University Press), pg. 202.
5. Dante Alighieri, Paradiso, Translated and edited by Ronald Martinez and Robert Durling (Oxford University Press), pg. 663, lines 46-63.
6. Ibid., pg. 667, lines 130-131.
7. Ibid., pg. 667, lines 142-145.
8. Excerpt from Lino Pertile, Paradiso: A Drama of Desire, pgs. 154-155, found in Elena Lombardi, The Syntax of Desire (University of Toronto Press), pg. 167.
9. Dante Alighieri, Paradiso, Translated and edited by Ronald Martinez and Robert Durling (Oxford University Press), pg. 682
10. C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity (HarperCollins Publishers), pgs. 136-137.
Excerpt from Dante's Paradiso (Lines 46-53):
And I, as I approached the goal of all desires,
perfected within me, as I should, the ardor of my desire.
Bernard was beckoning to me and smiling, to
make me gaze upward, but on my own I was
already such as he wished,
for my sight, becoming purer, entered deeper
and deeper into the ray of the supreme Light that
is true in itself.
From here onward my seeing was greater than
speech can show, which gives way before such a
sight, and memory gives way before such excess.
As is one who sees in dream, and after the
dream the passion impressed remains, but the
rest does not return to the mind:
so am I, for almost all my vision has ceased,
but still there trickles in my heart the sweetness
born if it.
Final Sentence of Paradiso:
Here my high imagining failed of power; but
already my desire and the velle were turned, like
a wheel being moved evenly,
by the Love that moves the sun and the other stars.