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“Accordingly, the loss of the beloved one through a rival, or through death, is the greatest pain of all to those passionately in love; just because it is of a transcendental nature, since it affects him not merely as an individual, but also assails him in his essentia aeterna, in the life of the species, in whose special will and service he was here called. This is why jealousy is so tormenting and bitter, and the giving up of the loved one the greatest of all sacrifices.”

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Essays of Schopenhauer

This book compiles a series of essays written by the German philosopher Arthur Schopenhauer, exploring themes of metaphysics, ethics, and aesthetics. Schopenhauer's work is known for its pessimistic view of life and its emphasis on the will as the fundamental driving force of existence. more

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Arthur Schopenhauer
Arthur Schopenhauer

Arthur Schopenhauer was a prominent German philosopher born on February 22, 1788, and died on September 21, 1860. He is one of the most important figures in 19th-century German philosophy and is known for his unique pessimistic philosophical ideas. more

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