Søren Kierkegaard
The more consciousness the more intense the despair. — Søren Kierkegaard, The Sickness Unto Death. (Princeton University Press November 1, 1983) Originally published 1849.
Category: 19th-Century Philosophy
William James
Our mental life, like a bird’s life, seems to be made of an alternation of flights and perchings. — William James
Friedrich Nietzsche
My solitude doesn’t depend on the presence or absence of people; on the contrary, I hate who steals my solitude without, in exchange, offering me true company. — Friedrich Nietzsche
Henry David Thoreau
I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living… Continue reading Henry David Thoreau
Friedrich Nietzsche
The thought of suicide is a great consolation: by means of it one gets through many a dark night. ― Friedrich Nietzsche
Friedrich Nietzsche
That for which we find words, is something already dead in our hearts. — Friedrich Nietzsche
Ralph Waldo Emerson
The field cannot be well seen from within the field. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Ralph Waldo Emerson
The mind, once stretched by a new idea, never returns to its original dimensions. ― Ralph Waldo Emerson
Friedrich Nietzsche
There are no beautiful surfaces without a terrible depth. — Friedrich Nietzsche
Søren Kierkegaard
She awakens first at the touch of love; before that time she is a dream, yet in her dream life we can distinguish two stages: in the first, love dreams about her; in the second, she dreams about love. — Søren Kierkegaard, The Seducer’s Diary. (Princeton University Press, August 18, 1997) Originally published 1843.
The Vale of Soul-Making 