Monday, January 16, 2012

Sigh (from Nietzsche, 'The Gay Science')

Had this feeling about my essay....

"Sigh. - I caught this insight on the wing and quickly took the nearest shoddy words to fasten it lest it fly away from me. And now it has died of these barren words and hangs and flaps in them - and I hardly know any more, when I look at it, how I could have felt so happy when I caught this bird." (Nietzsche, 2001, pp. 169)

Friedrich Nietzsche, 2001. Nietzsche: The Gay Science: With a Prelude in German Rhymes and an Appendix of Songs (Cambridge Texts in the History of Philosophy). Edition. Cambridge University Press

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