The victorious hermit in Copenhagen
I was only in Copenhagen for a day in which time I strolled down Stroget, ate some excellent pickled herring in Nyhaven, enjoyed the excellent cinnamon and cardamon buns of…
essays, notes and poetry against cultural decay
I was only in Copenhagen for a day in which time I strolled down Stroget, ate some excellent pickled herring in Nyhaven, enjoyed the excellent cinnamon and cardamon buns of…
From The Journals of Kierkegaard, 1834-54: And this is the simple truth: that to live is to feel oneself lost. He who accepts it has already begun to find himself,…