Jean Paul

Jean Paul
Jean Paul, born Johann Paul Friedrich Richter, was a German Romantic writer, best known for his humorous novels and stories...
NationalityGerman
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth21 March 1763
CountryGermany
philosophical book i-have-learned
All that I know about my life, it seems, I have learned in books.
men choices matter
Man is nothing else but what he makes of himself. [It is a matter of choice, not chance.] Such is the first principle of existentialism.
solitude littles purity
I can receive nothing more from these tragic solitudes than a little empty purity.
fighting evil tempted
The more one is absorbed in fighting evil, the less one is tempted to place the good in question.
philosophical literature trouble
If literature isn't everything, it's not worth a single hour of someone's trouble.
life giving up-to-you
It is up to you to give life a meaning.
existentialism existence
I exist, that is all, and I find it nauseating.
infinite finite
No finite point has meaning without an infinite reference point.
christian atheist thinking
There are two kinds of existentialist; first, those who are Christian...and on the other hand the atheistic existentialists, among whom...I class myself. What they have in common is that they think that existence precedes essence, or, if you prefer, that subjectivity must be the turning point.
book lasts shelves
There is a universe behind and before him. And the day is approaching when closing the last book on the last shelf on the far left; he will say to himself, "now what?
cutting silence ears
Ha! to forget. How childish! I feel you in my bones. Your silence screams in my ears. You may nail your mouth shut, you may cut out your tongue, can you keep yourself from existing? Will you stop your thoughts.
good-night sleep desire
I have such a desire to sleep and am so much behind my sleep. A good night, one good night and all this nonsense will be swept away.
life lying love-you
If you die, I will lie down beside you and I will stay there until the end, without eating or drinking, you will rot in my arms and I will love you as carcass: for you love nothing if you do not love everything.
stills
To choose not to choose is still to act.