I am so fed up and joyless that not only have I nothing to fill my soul, I cannot even conceive of anything that could possibly satisfy it - alas, no… - Søren Kierkegaard

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I am so fed up and joyless that not only have I nothing to fill my soul, I cannot even conceive of anything that could possibly satisfy it - alas, not even the bliss of heaven.

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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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Pen Names: Victor Eremita A Judge William Johannes de silentio Constantine Constantius Young Man Vigilius Haufniensis Nicolaus Notabene Hilarius Bookbinder Johannes Climacus Inter et Inter H.H. Anti-Climacus B Johannes de Silentio Constantin Constantius P. CH. Kierkegaard
Native Name: Søren Aabye Kierkegaard
Alternative Names: Kierkegaard Climacus Sören Aaby Kierkegaard

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I was brought up in the Christian religion, and although I can scarcely sanction all the improper attempts to gain the emancipation of woman, all paganlike reminiscences also seem foolish to me. My brief and simple opinion is that woman is certainly as good as man-period. Any more discursive elaboration of the difference between the sexes or deliberation on which sex is superior is an idle intellectual occupation for loafers and bachelors.

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To grumble about the world and its unhappiness is always easier than to beat one's breast and groan over oneself.

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