I have been in love with Søren Kierkegaard since I was seventeen years old. I read The Sickness Unto Death, and then Fear and Trembling and The Book on Adler, and I was hooked. Never before had I read anything which had chimed so perfectly with who I am.
I revisit Kierkegaard frequently, and my favourite book of his remains Fear and Trembling. However, I didn’t read Works of Love for the first time until about five years ago. I re-read it this week, and it reminded me just how much I love Kierkegaard’s writing. Read more
For the last three months, I have been studying psychoanalytic approaches to psychotherapy. It’s been interesting, and there are certainly some elements that I can see being useful to some clients. However, there is something about the approach that jars with who I am.
I am pleased, therefore, that for the next three months I’ll be moving on to read more about existential therapy: the kind I eventually plan to practise. I had anticipated enjoying it, but when I started reading this book I had a settling feeling, like coming home. Read more
I read more non-fiction than fiction this year, I think, and a lot of the non-fiction I read was excellent. It’s been difficult to pare it down to a few that I liked the most, but here they are. Read more
Yesterday I posted about The Lost Man by Jane Harper, but I actually read that one last year, it was just embargoed until recently.
So, what have I read over the last seven days? Only two books, because the week was busy. Read more
I found this a little reductionist and introductory, and I don’t agree with him on all the points, but it’s not a bad intro to Kierkegaard if you’ve been wondering about this Danish philosopher and his views.
Christian philosopher Søren Kierkegaard didn’t mince words when he addressed the lack of passion that marked the church of his day. What can we learn from Kierkegaard today? Dr. Sproul will explain. Read more
I read Nietzche’s Genealogy when I was about eighteen, sitting in a little hut selling tickets to a local festival. The sun was warm and the town was generally silent. A little river ran past the foot of the lawn where the hut sat. At lunchtimes I bought freshly made sandwiches from the local deli and ate them standing on the bridge, watching the river flow. It was a serene and tranquil environment; perfect for reading philosophy.
Here are some quotes from the book.
Some quotes I enjoyed from The Myth of Sisyphus by Camus, master of the snappy philosophic quoteable line.