What the Philosophers say about reality is often as deceptive as when you see a sign in a second-hand store that reads: Pressing Done Here. If you went in with your clothes to have them pressed you would be fooled; the sign is for sale.
— Søren Kierkegaard, “Diapsalmata” from Either/Or.
Oh fruit of tropic lands, so sweet and yet so sour
To eat thy flesh is torture after eating for an hour.
My chapped lips they pucker, pickled skin it burns
Yet I taste bliss in ev'ry bite, so I shall never learn.
A fire broke out backstage in a theatre. The Clown came out to warn the public; they thought it was a joke and applauded. He repeated it; the acclaim was even greater. I think that's just how the world will come to an end: to general applause from wits who believe it's a joke.
— Søren Kierkegaard, “Diapsalmata” from Either/Or.
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so poetic! and painful :p
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