10. G.W.F. Hegel
Arcana Mundi —
Economy and Eccentricity
Abstraction & Empirical Illustration
We live our lives made up of a great quantity of isolated instants. So as to be lost at the heart of a multitude of things. (From the Double Dream of Spring, 1970.)
From Studies in the History of the Renaissance, 1873Like the elements of which we are composed, the action of these forces extends beyond us; it rusts iron and ripens corn. Far out on every side of us those elements are broadcast, driven by many forces; and birth and gesture and death and the springing of violets from the grave are but a few out of ten thousand resultant combinations. That clear, perpetual outline of face and limb is but an image of ours, under which we group them - a design in a web, the actual threads of which pass out beyond it.
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From The Phenomenology of Spirit, 1807The bud disappears when the blossom breaks through, and we might say that the former is refuted by the latter; in the same way when the fruit comes, the blossom may be explained to be a false form of the plant’s existence, for the fruit appears as its true nature in place of the blossom. The ceaseless activity of their own inherent nature makes these stages moments of an organic unity, where they do not merely contradict one another, but where one is as necessary as the other; and constitutes thereby the life of the whole.
From The Double Dream of Spring, 1970
All kinds of things exist, and, what is more, Specimens of these things, which do not make themselves known. / I am speaking of the laugh of the squire and the spur / Which are like a hole in the armor of the day. / It’s annoying and then it's so natural
That we experience almost no feeling / Except a certain lightness which matches / The recent closed ambiance which is, besides, / Full of attentions for us. Thus, lightness and wealth.
But the existence of all these things and especially / The amazing fullness of their number must be / For us a source of unforgettable questions: / Such as: whence does all this come? and again: / Shall I some day be a part of all this fullness?
…Everything is a landscape
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