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Shestov is such an exacting and rigorous philosopher that finishing this book took about a month for me. Unlike Nietzsche or Kant, everything is not defined a few chapters along and no “school�� is introduced, just an examination of the phenomena surrounding humans. Towards the end he breezes by a few philosophical schools here and there but understands that the Big Time philosophers are not going to stop man from living illusions.

Shestov is not like Unamuno, not a thinker who throws possibility around as an antidote to determinism’s consequences. The vastness of the cosmos, the inability to either define or limit leads him to a consideration of the infinite. Unsparing realism and a definite sense of Pushkin and Russian aesthetics alchemizes into a hybrid sense of nihilism and fantasy combine.