Fa. Right; but can you tell me what a horse and a cabbage are alike in?
Ch. Nothing, I believe.
Fa. Yes, there is one thing in which the slenderest moss that grows upon the wall is like the greatest man or the highest angel.
Ch. Because God made them.
Fa. Yes: and how do you call everything that is made?
Ch. A creature.
Fa. A horse, then, is a creature, but also a living creature; that is to say, an animal.
Ch. And a cabbage is a dead creature: that is the difference.
Fa. Not so, neither; nothing is dead that has never been alive.
Ch. What must I call it, then, if it is neither dead nor alive?