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448 pages, Paperback
First published March 3, 2016
As Sartre argued in his 1943 review of , basic phenomenological principles show that experience comes to us already charged with significance. A piano sonata is a melancholy evocation of longing. If I watch a soccer match, I see it as a soccer match, not as a meaningless scene in which a number of people run around taking turns applying their lower limbs to a spherical object. If the latter is what I'm seeing, then I'm not watching some more essential, truer version of soccer; I am failing to watch it properly as soccer at all.
Sartre knew very well that we can lose sight of the sense of things. If I am sufficiently upset at how my team is doing, or undergoing a crisis in my grasp of the world in general, I might stare hopelessly at the players as though they were indeed a group of random people running around. Many such moments occur in , when Roquentin finds himself flummoxed by a door knob or a beer glass. But for Sartre, unlike for Camus, such collapses reveal a pathological state: they are failures of intentionality, not glimpses into a greater truth. (p. 151)
Jaspers inner voice calls to mind Heidegger's [early] authentic voice of Dasein, [which] calls from within and demands answerability. But Heidegger was now refusing answerability and keeping his own voice to himself. He had told Marcuse he did not want to be one of those who jabber out excuses, while carrying on as though nothing had changed. Jasper similarly felt that facile or hypocritical excuses were no good. But he would not accept Heidegger silence either. (p. 192)
“…freedom may prove to be the great puzzle for the early twenty-first century…Science books and magazines bombard us with the news that we are out of control: that we amount to a mass of irrational but statistically predictable responses, veiled by the mere illusion of a conscious, governing mind...Reading such accounts, one gets the impression that we actually take pleasure in this idea of ourselves as out-of-control mechanical dupes of our own biology and environment. We claim to find it disturbing, but we might actually be taking a kind of reassurance from it—for such an idea lets us off the hook. They save us from the existential anxiety that comes with considering ourselves free agents who are responsible for what we do. Sartre would call that bad faith. Moreover, recent research suggests that those who have been encouraged to think they are unfree are inclined to behave less ethically, again suggesting that we take it as an alibi.�
"عندما نقرأ ما كتبه سارتر عن الحرية او بوفوار عن ميكانيزمات القمع الماكرة او كيركجارد عن القلق او كامو عن التمرد او هيديجر عن التكنولوجيا او ميزلوبونتي عن علم الإدراك نستشعر اننا احيانًا نطالع آخر الأخبار. ففلسفتهم لا تزال تحظى بأهمية، ليس لأنها صحيحة او خاطئة، بل لأنها تهتم بالحياة وتثير أكبر سؤالين انسانيين: من نحن؟ ماذا ينبغي ان نفعل."
""أنت حرّ، ولذا اختر، وهذا يعني: ابتكر".. لا توجد علامات ارشادية متاحة في هذا العالم. ولا يمكن لأي سلطة مرجعية من السلطات القديمة التقليدية ان تخفف عنك عبء الحرية. تستطيع ان توازن بين الاعتبارات الاخلاقية او العملية بعناية قدر ما تحب، ولكن عليك في النهاية ان تقامر وتبادر الى القيام بفعل، وإليك وحدك يرجع ما سيكونه هذا الفعل."
"رغم حب سارتر وبوفوار لشخص كامو، لم يتقبلا رؤيته العبثية. فالحياة عندهما ليست عبثًا، حتى عند رؤيتها وفق معيار كوني، ولا شيء يمكن كسبه بقوله. الحياة عندهما مفعمة بالمعنى الحقيقي، ولكن هذا المعنى يظهر لكل واحد منا بطرق مختلفة"
سارتر هو الجسر الى كل التقاليد التي اغتنمها وحدّثها وشخصنها وأعاد اختراعها. ولكنه أصّر طيلة حياته على ان المهم ليس هو الماضي اطلاقًا، بل المستقبل. يجب على المرء ان يتحرك دومًا ويبدع ما سيكون: أن يكون فاعلًا في العالم ويحدث اختلافًا فيه."
""العقل، فسحة منبسطة منيرة في الغابة"
Ideas are interesting, but people are vastly more so.