How absurd men are! They never use the liberties they have, they demand those they do not have. They have freedom of thought, they demand freedom of … - Søren Kierkegaard

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How absurd men are! They never use the liberties they have, they demand those they do not have. They have freedom of thought, they demand freedom of speech.

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About Søren Kierkegaard

Søren Aabye Kierkegaard (5 May 1813 – 11 November 1855) was a Danish Christian philosopher and theologian, considered to be a founder of Existentialist thought and Absurdist traditions. He wrote critical texts on organized religion, Christendom, morality, ethics, psychology and philosophy of religion, displaying a fondness for metaphor, irony and parables.

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Native Name: Søren Aabye Kierkegaard
Alternative Names: Kierkegaard Victor Eremita Climacus Anti-Climacus Sören Aaby Kierkegaard
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People have an idea that the preacher is an actor on a stage and they are the critics, blaming or praising him. What they don't know is that they are the actors on the stage; he (the preacher) is merely the prompter standing in the wings, reminding them of their lost lines.

هر كس به قدر عظمت آن چه با آن زورآزمايى كرد بزرگى يافت:
آن كس كه با جهان ستيز كرد با چيرگى بر جهان بزرگ شد؛
و آن كس كه با خويشتن نبرد كرد با چيرگى بر خويشتن بزرگ شد؛
امّا آن كس كه با خدا زورآزمايى كرد از همه بزرگ تر بود.

I think I have the courage to doubt everything; I think I have the courage to fight everything. But I do not have the courage to know anything, nor to possess, to own anything. Most people complain that the world is so prosaic, that life isn't like a romantic novel where opportunities are always so favourable. What I complain of is that life is not like a novel where there are hard-hearted fathers, and goblins and trolls to fight with, enchanted princesses to free. What are all such enemies taken together compared to the pallid, bloodless, glutinous nocturnal shapes with which I fight and to which I myself give life and being.

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