Some Soren


I don’t know if I am bored or have ran out of ideas. Though, I found the below quotes to be to my liking and I guess this is me implying that I like them so much that I might want to post it on my blog and perhaps even read about it later. 

I like Kierkegaard as I like a few other philosophers mainly due to their prowess in intelligence and their views that I can mimic agreeableness with which always causes me to be a little jealous and then causes me to reflect and then duress and a little bitter afterwards.

I like to think I refrained from reading philosophical books mainly because due to my limited capacity towards thinking. However with the little I understand has the ability to make me wonder to the verge of insanity, now I am just playing with words. 

I don’t think I prevent myself from reading anything interesting that can be easily reached. Having said that, for some reason these books are way too expensive probably meant only for certain classes and probably to prevent certain classes from reading these stuff as it could cause on to think and ponder and realize the type of world we are set in. Yes, I do believe all it requires is a little thinking to notice the state of the world and people that walks on earth.


I don’t think that you should think of what I think as a thing of permanence. However there are things that I am steadfast on, though I don’t sound like I am boasting, I actually…on second thoughts, no I wasn’t boasting. After all, circumstances have shaped my thinking, if the circumstances were different or were to be different then I might even change my way of thinking into not thinking at all? Such is man; forgetful, weak and cheap.

I, As much as I don’t care, my innately good self would like it if u were to like the quotes below and were to think a little about it and somewhat/how discover the deep scars that covers the world and the almost transparent temperament of people would make my innately good self even more friendly towards you. As much as the quotes might not be related to what I’ve just spewed. Anyways enough about me already.





‘What is a poet? An unhappy man who hides deep anguish in his heart, but whose lips are so formed that when the sigh and cry pass through them, it sounds like lovely music . . . 

And people flock around the poet and say: ‘Sing again soon’ – that is, ‘May new sufferings torment your soul but your lips be fashioned as before, for the cry would only frighten us, but the music, that is blissful.’


“The function of prayer is not to influence God, but rather to change the nature of the one who prays.” 


“In addition to my other numerous acquaintances, I have one more intimate confidant. . . . My depression is the most faithful mistress I have known- no wonder, then, that I return the love.”

“Face the facts of being what you are, for that is what changes what you are.”


“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.”


“The proud person always wants to do the right thing, the great thing. But because he wants to do it in his own strength, he is fighting not with man, but with God.”

“One must not think slightingly of the paradoxical…for the paradox is the source of the thinker’s passion, and the thinker without a paradox is like a lover without feeling: a paltry mediocrity.”

“How did I get into the world? Why was I not asked about it and why was I not informed of the rules and regulations but just thrust into the ranks as if I had been bought by a peddling shanghaier of human beings? How did I get involved in this big enterprise called actuality? Why should I be involved? Isn't it a matter of choice? And if I am compelled to be involved, where is the manager—I have something to say about this. Is there no manager? To whom shall I make my complaint?”

“What if everything in the world were a misunderstanding, what if laughter were really tears?”

“Leap of faith – yes, but only after reflection”

“Listen to the cry of a woman in labor at the hour of giving birth — look at the dying man’s struggle at his last extremity, and then tell me whether something that begins and ends thus could be intended for enjoyment.” 

“It is the duty of the human understanding to understand that there are things which it cannot understand...”





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