Book contents
- Frontmatter
- Contents
- Introduction
- Chronology
- Further reading
- Translator's note
- On the History of Religion and Philosophy in Germany
- Other writings
- From a letter to Moses Moser in Berlin, May 23, 1823
- From The Songbook (1827), “Return home”
- From The Songbook (1827), “North sea: second cycle”
- From Lucca, the City (in Travel Pictures, Part IV, 1831)
- From the Introduction to “Kahldorf on the Nobility in Letters to Count M. von Moltke” (1831)
- From The Romantic School (1835)
- From New Poems (1844), “Poems of the Times,” “Doctrine”
- From the Letters about Germany (1844)
- From the “Afterword” to Romanzero (1851)
- From Confessions (1854)
- Index
- Cambridge Texts in the History of Philosophy
From a letter to Moses Moser in Berlin, May 23, 1823
Published online by Cambridge University Press: 05 June 2012
- Frontmatter
- Contents
- Introduction
- Chronology
- Further reading
- Translator's note
- On the History of Religion and Philosophy in Germany
- Other writings
- From a letter to Moses Moser in Berlin, May 23, 1823
- From The Songbook (1827), “Return home”
- From The Songbook (1827), “North sea: second cycle”
- From Lucca, the City (in Travel Pictures, Part IV, 1831)
- From the Introduction to “Kahldorf on the Nobility in Letters to Count M. von Moltke” (1831)
- From The Romantic School (1835)
- From New Poems (1844), “Poems of the Times,” “Doctrine”
- From the Letters about Germany (1844)
- From the “Afterword” to Romanzero (1851)
- From Confessions (1854)
- Index
- Cambridge Texts in the History of Philosophy
Summary
… So you see I slept Wednesday in Lupteen where I was plagued with the most annoying dreams. I saw a group of people laughing at me, even little children, and I ran fuming with irritation to you, Moser, and you, my friend, opened your arms to me and consoled me and told me I should not let anything get to me, because I am only an idea, and to prove to me that I am only an idea, you hastily reached for Hegel's Logic and showed me a confused passage in it, and Gans knocked at the window, – but I jumped furiously around the room and yelled: I am not an idea and know nothing about any idea, and my whole life I haven't had a single idea – It was a terrifying dream; I remember Gans yelled even louder, and on his shoulder little Marcus was sitting, yelling out more quotations in a frighteningly hoarse voice and smiling in such a terribly friendly way, and I was so scared, it woke me up.
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- Publisher: Cambridge University PressPrint publication year: 2007