Do you not know that there comes a midnight hour when every one has to throw off his mask? Do you believe that life will always let itself be mocked? Do you think you can slip away a little before midnight in order to avoid this? Or are you not terrified by it? I have… Continue reading Søren Kierkegaard
My grief is my castle, which like an eagle’s nest is built high up on the mountain peaks among the clouds; nothing can storm it. From it I fly down into reality to seize my prey; but i do not remain down there, I bring it home with me, and this prey is a picture… Continue reading Søren Kierkegaard
I believe that there is a longing in my soul that searches the whole world. — Søren Kierkegaard, Kierkegaard’s Writings, IV, Part II: Either/Or: Part II. (Princeton University Press, 2013)
In my great melancholy, I loved life, for I love my melancholy. ― 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.
Hope is a passion for the possible. ― Søren Kierkegaard, Fear and Trembling. (Penguin Books; Penguin Great Ideas edition May 30, 2006) Originally published 1843.
Your own tactic is to train yourself in the art of becoming enigmatic to everybody. My young friend, suppose there was no one who troubld himself to guess your riddle–what joy, then, would you have in it? ― Søren Kierkegaard, Either/Or: A Fragment of Life. (Princeton University Press October 27, 2013) Originally published February 20,… Continue reading Søren Kierkegaard