Friedrich_Nietzsche - Untimely_Meditations_(Cambridge_Texts_in_the_History_of_Philosophy__1997)

Friedrich_Nietzsche - Untimely_Meditations_(Cambridge_Texts_in_the_History_of_Philosophy__1997) Friedrich_Nietzsche - Untimely_Meditations_(Cambridge_Texts_in_the_History_of_Philosophy__1997)

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Sclwpenhauer as educatorquote a sentence of his own: 'a philosopher must be very honest notto call poetry or rhetoric to his aid'. That there is something calledhonesty and that it is even a virtue belongs, I know, in the age ofpublic opinion to the private opinions that are forbidden; and thus Ishall not be praising Schopenhauer but only characterizing him if Irepeat: he is honest even as a writer; and so few writers are honestthat one ought really to mistrust anyone who writes. I know of onlyone writer whom I would compare with Schopenhauer, indeed setabove him, in respect of honesty: Montaigne. That such a man wrotehas truly augmented the joy ofliving on this earth. Since getting toknow this freest an mightiest of souls, I at least have come to feelwhat he felt about Plutarch: 'as soon as I glance at him I grow a leg ora wing.' * If I were set the task, I could endeavour to make myselfat home in the world with him.Schopenhauer has a second quality in common with Montaigne,as well as honesty: a cheerfulness that really cheers. Aliis laetus, sibisapiens. t For there are two very different kinds of cheerfulness. Thetrue thinker always cheers and refreshes, whether he is being seriousor humorous, expressing his human insight or his divine forbearance;without peevish gesturing, trembling hands, tearfilledeyes, but with certainty and simplicity, courage and .strength,perhaps a little harshly and valiantly but in any case as a victor: andthis it iscombatedto behold the victorious god with all the monsters he hasthat cheers one most profoundly. The cheerfulness onesometimes encounters in mediocre writers and bluff and abruptthinkers, on the other hand, makes us feel miserable when we readit: the effect produced upon me, for example, by David Strauss'scheerfulness. One feels downright ashamed to have such cheerfulcontemporaries, because they compromise our time and the peoplein it before posterity. This kind of cheerful thinker simply does notsee the sufferings and the monsters he purports to see and combat;and his cheerfulness is vexing because he is deceiving us: he wants tomake us believe that a viaory has been fought and won. For at bottomthere is cheerfulness only where there is a victory; and this applies tothe works of true thinkers just as much as it does to any work of art.Let its content be as dreadful and as serious as the problem of lifeitself: the work will produce a depressing and painful effect only if"" A misunderstandingofMontaigne's assertion: 'Je ne Ie puis si peu accointer que jen'en tire cuisse ou aisle', which Florio translates as: 'He can no sooner come in mysight bur I pull some leg or wing from him.'tAliis [actus, sibi sapiens: cheerful for others, wise fo r himself135

Untimely Meditationsthe semi-thinker and semi-artist has exhaled over it t h e vapour of hisinadequacy; while nothing better or happier can befall a man than tobe in the proximity of one of those victors who, precisely becausethey have thought most deeply, must love what is most living and, assages, incline in the end to the beautiful. They speak truly, they donot stammer, and do not chatter about what they have heard; theyare active and live truly and not the uncanny masquerade men areaccustomed to live: which is why in their proximity we for once feelhuman and natural and might exclaim with Goethe: 'How gloriousand precious a living thing is! how well adapted to the conditions itlives in, how true, how full of being!'*I am describing nothing but the first, as it were physiological,impression Schopenhauer produced upon me, that magical outpouringof the inner strength of one natural creature on to anotherthat follows the first and most fleeting encounter; and when I subsequentlyanalyse that impression I discover it to be compounded ofthree elements, the elements of his honesty, his cheerfulness and hissteadfastness. He is honest because he .6peaks and writes to himselfand for himself, cheerful because he has conquered the hardest taskby thinking, and steadfast because he has to be. His strength risesstraight and calmly upwards like a flame when there is no wind,imperturbably, without restless wavering. He finds his way everytime before we have so much as noticed that he has been seeking it;as though compelled by a law of gravity he runs on ahead, so firmand agile, so inevitably. And whoever has felt what it means to discoveramong our tragelaphine ment of today a whole, complete,self-moving, unconstrained and unhampered natural being willunderstand my joy and amazement when I discovered Schopenhauer:I sensed that in him I had discovered that educator and philosopherI had sought for so long. But I had discovered him only in the formof a book, and that was a great deficiency. So I strove all the harder tosee through the book and to imagine the living man whose great testamentI had to read and who promised to make his heirs only thosewho would and could be more than merely his readers: namely hissons and pupils.3I profit from a philosopher only insofar as he can be an example.That he is capable of drawing whole nations after him through thisClFrom the Italienische Reise, 9 October 1786.t'Tragelaphen-Menschheit'. A 'tragelaph' is a 'goat-stag', i.e. a 'horned beast'.136

Sclwpenhauer as educatorquote a sentence <strong>of</strong> his own: 'a philosopher must be very honest notto call poetry or rhetoric to his aid'. That <strong>the</strong>re is someth<strong>in</strong>g calledhonesty and that it is even a virtue belongs, I know, <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> age <strong>of</strong>public op<strong>in</strong>ion to <strong>the</strong> private op<strong>in</strong>ions that are forbidden; and thus Ishall not be prais<strong>in</strong>g Schopenhauer but only characteriz<strong>in</strong>g him if Irepeat: he is honest even as a writer; and so few writers are honestthat one ought really to mistrust anyone who writes. I know <strong>of</strong> onlyone writer whom I would compare with Schopenhauer, <strong>in</strong>deed setabove him, <strong>in</strong> respect <strong>of</strong> honesty: Montaigne. That such a man wrotehas truly augmented <strong>the</strong> joy <strong>of</strong>liv<strong>in</strong>g on this earth. S<strong>in</strong>ce gett<strong>in</strong>g toknow this freest an mightiest <strong>of</strong> souls, I at least have come to feelwhat he felt about Plutarch: 'as soon as I glance at him I grow a leg ora w<strong>in</strong>g.' * If I were set <strong>the</strong> task, I could endeavour to make myselfat home <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> world with him.Schopenhauer has a second quality <strong>in</strong> common with Montaigne,as well as honesty: a cheerfulness that really cheers. Aliis laetus, sibisapiens. t For <strong>the</strong>re are two very different k<strong>in</strong>ds <strong>of</strong> cheerfulness. Thetrue th<strong>in</strong>ker always cheers and refreshes, whe<strong>the</strong>r he is be<strong>in</strong>g seriousor humorous, express<strong>in</strong>g his human <strong>in</strong>sight or his div<strong>in</strong>e forbearance;without peevish gestur<strong>in</strong>g, trembl<strong>in</strong>g hands, tearfilledeyes, but with certa<strong>in</strong>ty and simplicity, courage and .strength,perhaps a little harshly and valiantly but <strong>in</strong> any case as a victor: andthis it iscombatedto behold <strong>the</strong> victorious god with all <strong>the</strong> monsters he hasthat cheers one most pr<strong>of</strong>oundly. The cheerfulness onesometimes encounters <strong>in</strong> mediocre writers and bluff and abruptth<strong>in</strong>kers, on <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r hand, makes us feel miserable when we readit: <strong>the</strong> effect produced upon me, for example, by David Strauss'scheerfulness. One feels downright ashamed to have such cheerfulcontemporaries, because <strong>the</strong>y compromise our time and <strong>the</strong> people<strong>in</strong> it before posterity. This k<strong>in</strong>d <strong>of</strong> cheerful th<strong>in</strong>ker simply does notsee <strong>the</strong> suffer<strong>in</strong>gs and <strong>the</strong> monsters he purports to see and combat;and his cheerfulness is vex<strong>in</strong>g because he is deceiv<strong>in</strong>g us: he wants tomake us believe that a viaory has been fought and won. For at bottom<strong>the</strong>re is cheerfulness only where <strong>the</strong>re is a victory; and this applies to<strong>the</strong> works <strong>of</strong> true th<strong>in</strong>kers just as much as it does to any work <strong>of</strong> art.Let its content be as dreadful and as serious as <strong>the</strong> problem <strong>of</strong> lifeitself: <strong>the</strong> work will produce a depress<strong>in</strong>g and pa<strong>in</strong>ful effect only if"" A misunderstand<strong>in</strong>g<strong>of</strong>Montaigne's assertion: 'Je ne Ie puis si peu acco<strong>in</strong>ter que jen'en tire cuisse ou aisle', which Florio translates as: 'He can no sooner come <strong>in</strong> mysight bur I pull some leg or w<strong>in</strong>g from him.'tAliis [actus, sibi sapiens: cheerful for o<strong>the</strong>rs, wise fo r himself135

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