/lit/ - Literature

>>14852337
Pic related was highly influential on Darwin, Einstein, Schrodinger, and Pauli as well as Freud and Jung, and also Nietzsche and Wittgenstein (ironically more influential on him than Russell). Not to mention the innumerable artists like Tolstoy and Wagner and Beckett and Mallarmé.

And yet, the best thing Russell could say about him was:
>BUT HE SAYS DONT HAVE SEX THEN WHY DID HE HAVE SEX?
That's the deepest philosophical criticism your idol could come up with in his History of Philosophy.

>>14784622
The world as representation, the objective world, so to speak, has two poles, namely the knowing subject without its forms of knowing, and the plain substance without form and quality. Being subject, therefore, means exactly the same thing as having an object, and being object means just the same as being known by the subject. In precisely the same manner, with an object DETERMINED IN ANY WAY, the subject also at once assumed as KNOWING IN JUST SUCH A WAY. To this extent, it is immaterial whether I say that objects have such and such special and inherent determinations, or that the subject knows in such and such ways. It is immaterial whether I say that objects are divisible into such and such classes, or that such and such different powers of knowledge are peculiar to the subject. In precisely the same manner, if a miserable fool, devoid of all powers of intellect, and therefore unfavored by Nature in all matters of foresight and insight, thus declares "Schopenhauer, You are such an awful person!" he is thus stating nothing but his own awfulness; For as we said, subject and object are nothing but each other' reflections, and in the same way that the wise sees in everything wisdom and the lover feels in the world nothing but kindness, the awful subject, therefore, sees his object awful as well, no matter how excellent and wise the latter might be.

>>14675040
Based. Reminder that:
>Buddha, Eckhart, and I all teach essentially the same.

>>14670574
Because to those in whom the will has turned and has denied itself, this very real world of ours, with all its suns and Milky Ways, is — nothing.

Fuck off, weakling. /lit/ is a Schopenhauerian board.