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Madam Rosa'nin sadece ay sonunda gelen bir havale icin bana baktigini onceleri bilmiyordum. Bunu ogrendigim zaman alti ya da yedi yasimi doldurmustum, parayla bakildigimi bilmek beni iyice sarsti. Madam Rosa'nin beni bedavaya sevdigini, birbirimiz icin bir anlam tasidigimizi saniyordum. Butun bir gece agladim; ilk buyuk kederimdi bu.
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I was seized with a fit of impatience with myself; I saw that it was high time that I should turn my thoughts upon my own lot. In a trice I realised, with appalling clearness, how much time had already been squandered- how futile and how senseless my whole existence as a philologist appeared by the side of my life-task. I was ashamed of this false modesty. . . .
Sayfa 21
It is a war, but war without powder and smoke, without warlike attitudes, without pathos and contorted limbs- all these things would still be "idealism." One error after the other is quietly laid upon ice; the ideal is not refuted- it freezes. Here, for instance, "genius" freezes; round the corner the "saint" freezes; under a thick icicle the "hero" freezes; and in the end "faith" itself freezes. So-called "conviction" and also "pity" are considerably cooled- and almost everywhere the "thing in itself" is freezing to death.
Sayfa 17
Though sexist in another way..
Now, by what signs are Nature's lucky strokes recognised among men? They are recognised by the fact any such lucky stroke gladdens our senses; that he is carved from one integral block, which is hard, sweet, and fragrant as well. He enjoys that only which is good for him; his pleasure, his desire, ceases when the limits of that which is good for him are overstepped. He divines remedies for injuries; he knows how to turn serious accidents to his own advantage; that which does not kill him makes him stronger.
Sayfa 13
Though essentialist in a way...
An intrinsically morbid nature cannot become healthy. On the other hand, to an intrinsically sound nature, illness may even constitute a powerful stimulus to life, to a surplus of life. It is in this light that I now regard the long period of illness that I endured: it seems as if I had discovered life afresh, my own self included. I tasted all good things and even trifles in a way in which it was not easy for others to taste them- out of my Will to Health and to Life I made my philosophy. . . . For this should be thoroughly understood; it was during those years in which my vitality reached its lowest point that I ceased from being pessimist: the instinct of self-recovery forbade my holding to a philosophy of poverty and desperation.
Sayfa 12