A planetary visitor might read through the whole of his voluminous works without discovering that human beings are not ghosts but have bodies of flesh and blood.
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wesleyhill: W. H. Auden on Kierkegaard. This quote came to mind as I was talking with my friend Noah today about how we’ve both survived grad school. A big part of our success (such as it’s been), we agreed, is owing to our making meals and sharing them with friends on a regular basis.
This is one reason why I’ve gravitated towards the study of literature over theology and philosophy. It’s too neat, too tidy to think in abstracts rather than the messy particulars of life. Which is not to say that philosophy and theology are necessarily so—it just seems to be the norm.
