Thursday, March 6, 2008

The "Birds"

"What do poets praise more highly than the nightingale's enchantingly beautiful song in a secluded thicket on a quiet summer evening by the soft light of the moon?"


"And yet we have cases where some jovial innkeeper, unable to find such a songster, played a trick - received with greatest satisfaction [initially] - on the guests staying at his inn to enjoy the country air, by hiding in a bush roguish youngster who (with a reed or rush in his mouth) knew how to copy that song in a way very similar to nature's. But as soon as one realizes it was all a deception, no one will long endure listening to this song that before he had considered so charming; and that is how it is with the song of any other bird."
-Kant: Critique of Judgment



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- Philosophy Sluts




1 comment:

a said...

This is so comforting right now.