Nietzschean Narratives

Indiana University Press, 1989年6月22日 - 180 頁

"... Shapiro's book is bursting with thoughts, and if one is willing to mine them, one is sure to find items of interest or provocation." -- The Journal of Aesthetics and Art Criticism

Taking issue with a widely held view that Nietzsche's writings are essentially fragmentary or aphoristic, Gary Shapiro focuses on the narrative mode that Nietzsche adopted in many of his works. Such themes as eternal recurrence, the question of origins, and the problematics of self-knowledge are reinterpreted in the context of the narratives in which Nietzsche develops or employs them.


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第 53 頁 - Now I bid you lose me and find yourselves; and only when you have all denied me will I return to you.
第 49 頁 - One does not only wish to be understood when one writes; one wishes just as surely not to be understood. It is not by any means necessarily an objection to a book when anyone finds it impossible to understand: perhaps that was part of the author's intention — he did not want to be understood by just "anybody.
第 46 頁 - To redeem those who lived in the past and to recreate all 'it was' into a 'thus I willed it'— that alone should I call redemption. Will— that is the name of the liberator and joy-bringer; thus I taught you, my friends. But now learn this too: the will itself is still a prisoner. Willing liberates; but what is it that puts even the liberator himself in fetters? 'It was'— that is the name of the will's gnashing of teeth and most secret melancholy.
第 113 頁 - A mobile army of metaphors, metonyms, and anthropomorphisms - in short, a sum of human relations which have been enhanced, transposed, and embellished poetically and rhetorically, and which after long use seem firm, canonical, and obligatory to a people...
第 77 頁 - You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro.
第 64 頁 - And it is all my art and aim, to compose into one and bring together what is fragment and riddle and dreadful chance.
第 81 頁 - Has perhaps a new knowledge come to you, a bitter, oppressive knowledge? You have lain like leavened dough, your soul has risen and overflowed its brim.' 'O my animals,' answered Zarathustra, 'go on talking and let me listen! Your talking is such refreshment: where there is talking, the world is like a garden to me. How sweet it is, that words and sounds of music exist: are words and music not rainbows and seeming bridges between things eternally separated? 'Every soul is a world of its own; for...
第 25 頁 - ... do I have to add that when we are awake our drives likewise do nothing but interpret nervous stimuli and, according to their requirements, posit their "causes"?
第 147 頁 - On this perfect day, when everything is ripening and not only the grape turns brown, the eye of the sun just fell upon my life : I looked back, I looked forward, and never saw so many and such good things at once.