Изд-во: Charles Scribner’s Sons
Формат: Обл. мягк. – Форм. 106х166 мм; 468 стр.
Год издания: 1957
Hegel is a philosopher whom onc neglects at one’s peril. His learning was vast, his discernment keen, his penetration dcep. He had an encyclopedic mind, and his Vision Was synoptic. Nothing humanﬁaye, nothing divine, say the facetious was foreign to him. So great was his passion for catholicity that he sought to harness to his prodigious system the most divergent and dis« cordant of themes. Second only to his passion for syn- thesis Was his passion for sardonic analysis of the very themes he was eager to harmonize. Clearly, a philosophy so universal in scope is imposing. Has the omniw orous mind of Hegel, we naturally ask, anticipated the thoughts we cherish as our own? Has his metaphysical genius pondered and transcended our deepest ideas and concepts? Hegel thought he had provided a system sufﬁciently spacious to include in it in sublimatcd form all the typical ways of responding to the world and all the typical categories by which to describe it. The truth is thc whole, he said, and his philosophy, he claimed, was the whole truth. It is poetic justice perhaps that in our own day the rebuke to such an extravagant claim should have taken the form of ignoring it. But to ignore a claim is not to dispute it. The very extrava— gance with which Hegel proclaimed the truth of his philosophy is a challenge to the prevailing neglect of it. The tenets associated with his name, though their pretentiousness be offensive, may well be worth our knowing.