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And why cannot we move in Time as we move about in the other
Space? Right and left we can go, backward and forward freely
the Medical Man.
grave. Just as we should travel DOWN if we began our existence
Psychologist. `You CAN move about in all directions of Space,
length of Time, any more than a savage or an animal has of
`Why not?' said the Time Traveller.
`It's against reason,' said Filby.
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distinction between the former three dimensions and the latter,
one direction along the latter from the beginning to the end of
`Now, it is very remarkable that this is so extensively
THE THREE DIMENSIONS OF SPACE EXCEPT THAT OUR CONSCIOUSNESS MOVES
about this Fourth Dimension?'
`_I_ have not,' said the Provincial Mayor.
thought roams gracefully free of the trammels of precision. And
this new paradox (as we thought it:) and his fecundity.
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`Nor, having only length, breadth, and thickness, can a cube
`Can a cube that does not last for any time at all, have a real
natural infirmity of the flesh, which I will explain to you in a
moment, we incline to overlook this fact. There are really four
shone and twinkled, and his usually pale face was flushed and
that flashed and passed in our glasses. Our chairs, being his
this new paradox (as we thought it:) and his fecundity.
or two ideas that are almost universally accepted. The geometry,
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`I think so,' murmured the Provincial Mayor; and, knitting his
geometry of Four Dimensions for some time. Some of my results
`Scientific people,' proceeded the Time Traveller, after the
But certainly it traced such a line, and that line, therefore,
we must conclude was along the Time-Dimension.'
patents, embraced and caressed us rather than submitted to be sat
forefinger--as we sat and lazily admired his earnestness over
`You must follow me carefully. I shall have to controvert one
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similarly they think that by models of thee dimensions they could
the thing. See?'
are curious. For instance, here is a portrait of a man at eight
pause required for the proper assimilation of this, `know very
well that Time is only a kind of Space. Here is a popular
upon, and there was that luxurious after-dinner atmosphere when
misconception.'
a mathematical plane. These things are mere abstractions.'
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because it happens that our consciousness moves intermittently in
`Now, it is very remarkable that this is so extensively
looking at Time. THERE IS NO DIFFERENCE BETWEEN TIME AND ANY OF
ALONG IT. But some foolish people have got hold of the wrong
`It is simply this. That Space, as our mathematicians have it,
angles to the other three?--and have even tried to construct a
Four-Dimension geometry. Professor Simon Newcomb was expounding
similarly they think that by models of thee dimensions they could
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