Evenings with Kierkegaard

(July 2012)

In 1855 he was dead at 42, worn out after a year of polemical pamphleteering against the Danish State Church, which he had believed to be run by careerists promoting little more than bourgeois humanism. There was a disturbance at the funeral. The theologian N F S Grundtvig observed drily that one of the icicles hanging from the underside of the Church roof had melted and fallen off. The more percipient might have foreseen that Kierkegaard was going to have to wait until the 20^th-century to make his mark.

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