As one who had a special plan for the human race, Mainlander was not a modest thinker. “We are not everyday people,” he once wrote in the royal third-person, “and must pay dearly for dining at the table of the gods.” To top it off, suicide ran in his family. On the day his Philosophy of Redemption was published, Mainlander killed himself, possibly in a fit of megalomania but just as possibly in surrender to the extinction that for him was so attractive and that he avouched for a most esoteric reason—Deicide.
Bir hayatın kalitesini belirleyen sadece zevkin acıya olan oranı değil, aynı zamanda acının kendi başına miktarıdır. Belli bir acı eşiği aşıldığı zaman, hiçbir zevk miktarı bunu telafi edemez.
The will in itself is not as “evil” as the Jew-hating Schopenhauer believes along with the Old Testament, nor as “good” as the sick Nietzsche would like to see it in his glorification.