Kierkgaard nasceu a 5 de Maio de 1853 em Copenhaga, Dinamarca. Li alguns dos seus pensamentos com prazer. Hoje ligo-o a estes lírios - as minhas flores preferidas. Vi esta tela no blogue a Dupla Vida de V, de tal maneira me encantaram os seus azuis que a rapinei. Sorry Virgínia!
George Lawrence Bulleid (1853-1933)
Este não é o sono da morte, mas é um sono descansado que eu também gostava de ter para me esquecer do meu país.
As soon as a human being is born, he begins to die. But the difference is that there are some people for whom the thought of death comes into existence with birth and is present to them in the quiet peacefulness of childhood and the buoyancy of youth; whereas others have a period in which this thought is not present to them until, when the years run out, the years of vigor and vitality, the thought of death meets them on their way. Who, now, is going to decide which life was easier, whether it was the life of those who continually lived with a certain reserve because the thought of death was present to them or the life of those who so abandoned themselves to life that they almost forgot the existence of death?Soren Kierkgaard, Eighteen Upbuilding Discourses, Hong, p. 280
The Corrs & Bono of U2
