I have never worked as hard as now. I go for a brief walk in the morning. Then I come home and sit in my room without interruption until about three o'clock. My eyes can barely see. Then with my walking stick in hand I sneak off to the restaurant, but am so weak that I believe that if somebody were to call out my name, I would keel over and die. Then I go home and begin again. In my indolence during the past months I had pumped up a veritable shower bath, and now I have pulled the string and the ideas are cascading down upon me: healthy, happy, merry, gay, blessed children born with ease and yet all of them with the birthmark of my personality.


Letter from Berlin to Emil Boesen, May 25, 1843, Letter 82 - The Journals of Søren Kierkegaard


I have never worked as hard as now. I go for a brief walk in the morning. Then I come home and sit in my room without interruption until about three...

I have never worked as hard as now. I go for a brief walk in the morning. Then I come home and sit in my room without interruption until about three...

I have never worked as hard as now. I go for a brief walk in the morning. Then I come home and sit in my room without interruption until about three...

I have never worked as hard as now. I go for a brief walk in the morning. Then I come home and sit in my room without interruption until about three...