martes, 17 de octubre de 2017

Soneto V. Garcilaso de la Vega

[...]

Yo no nací sino para quereros;
mi alma os ha cortado a su medida;
por hábito del alma mismo os quiero.

Cuando tengo confieso yo deberos;
por vos nací, por vos tengo la vida,
por vos he de morir, y por vos muero.

martes, 10 de octubre de 2017

The World as Will and Representation. Arthur Schopenhauer (1)

The difference between genius and mere talent makes itself noticeable... For talent is an excellence which lies rather in the greater versatility and acuteness of discursive than of intuitive knowledge. He who is endowed with talent thinks more quickly and more correctly than others; but the genius beholds another world from them all...

[...]

The man of talent can achieve what is beyond the power of achievement of other men, but not what is beyond their power of apprehension: therefore he at once finds those who prize him. But the achievement of the man of genius, on the contrary, transcends not only the power of achievement, but also the power of apprehension of others; therfore they do not become directly conscious of him. The man of talent is like the marksman who hits a mark the others cannot hit ; the man of genius is like the marksman who hits a mark they cannot even see to...


(1) Supplements to the Third Book: The World as Idea Second Aspect; Chapter XXXI: On Genius

domingo, 24 de septiembre de 2017

Un año con Schopenhauer. Irvin Yalom

Un carpintero no viene y me dice: "Escúchame discurrir sobre el arte de la carpintería". Firma contrato por una casa y la construye ... Haz eso mismo come como un hombre; bebe como un hombre ... cásate, ten hijos, participa en la vida cívica, aprende a soportar insultos y a tolerar a los demás.

Después, volviéndose a Philip, agregó:

-Esto lo escribió ... adivina quién.

Philip se encogió de hombros.

-... Epicuro.

viernes, 18 de agosto de 2017

Deadpool. Rhett Reese & Paul Wernick (1)

Wade Wilson: [voiceover, after Vanessa has agreed to marry him] Here's the thing. Life is an endless series of train wrecks with only brief commercial-like breaks of happiness. This had been the ultimate commercial break. Which meant it was time to return to our regularly scheduled programming.
[Wade collapses]
[…]
Vanessa Carlysle: I love you, Wade Wilson. We can fight this.
Wade Wilson: You're right. Cancer's only in my liver, lungs, prostate, and brain. All things I can live without.

(1) Basada en Deadpool de Fabian Nicieza y Rob Liefeld

viernes, 4 de agosto de 2017

Parerga e Paralipomena, Vol 2. Arthur Schopenhauer

Dobbiamo usare indulgenza per ogni stoltezza, errore, vizio degli uomini, riflettendo che non ci troviamo davanti se non i nostri stessi errori, vizi e follie: infatti, sono gli errori dell'umaniti, alla quale anche noi apparteniamo, e della quale quindi portiamo in noi tutti gli errori. dunque anche quelli clie ora ci fanno indignare, solo perché non affiorano proprio ora in noi.

(ritrovato nel saggio: "Aggiunte alla Dotrina del dolore del mondo")

sábado, 22 de julio de 2017

Un año con Schopenhauer. Irvin Yalom

El tercer ensayo, "Lo que un hombre representa" (1) es el que expresa con mayor claridad su punto de vista sobre la fama. El bien esencial de una persona es su propia valía o mérito interior, mientras que la fama es algo secundario la mera sombra del mérito.

"Lo que realmente tiene valor no es la fama sino aquello que nos hace acreedores a ella ... la mayor felicidad de un hombre no es que la posteridad sepa algo sobre él sino que él mismo desarrolle ideas que merezcan ser tenidas en cuenta y preservadas durante siglos".

La autoestima que se apoya en el mérito interior produce una autonomía personal que nadie puede quitarnos: está en nuestras manos, mientras que la fama nunca lo está.

(1) Citando el ensayo "Lo que el hombre representa", capítulo cuarto de "Aforismos sobre el arte de vivir", incluido en el libro Parerga y Paralipómena de Arthur Schopenhauer.

jueves, 20 de julio de 2017

My Belief: Essays on Life and Art. Hermann Hesse

With all peoples the word and writing are holy and magical; naming and writing were originally magical operations, magical conquests of nature through the spirit, and everywhere the gift of writing was thought to be of divine origin. With most peoples, writing and reading were secret and holy arts reserved for the priesthood alone.

[…]

Today all this is apparently completely changed. Today, so it seems, the world of writing and of the intellect is open to everyone… Today, so it seems, being able to read and write is little more than being able to breathe… Writing and the book have apparently been divested of every special dignity, every enchantment, every magic… From a liberal, democratic point of view, this is progress and is accepted as a matter of course; from other points of view, however, it is a devaluation and vulgarization of the spirit.