"A hero, I have said, is one who wants to be himself. The root of heroic action may be found, then, in a real act of the will. There is nothing like that in the epic. For this reason Don Quixote is not an epic figure, but he is a hero. Achilles makes the epic, the hero wants it. So that the tragic character is not tragic, and therefore, poetic, in so far as he is a man of flesh and blood, but only is so far as he wills. The will--that paradoxical object which begins in reality and ends in the ideal, since one only wants what one is not--is the tragic theme, and an epoch for which the will does not exist, a deterministic and Darwinian epoch, for example, cannot be interested in tragedy." (Ortega Y Gasset, pg. 152).
The above quote occurs near the terminus of Ortega Y Gasset's wonderful book "Meditations on Quixote," and it is typical of the sharply acute ruminations that occur in this short yet effusive philosophical treatise on many things, including "Don Quixote." Having been a newcomer to Ortega Y Gasset's body of work prior to purchasing this book, I was unprepared for how accessible and prescient the author was in his philosophical musings, seemingly predicting the phenomenological trends of twentieth century European thought back in 1914 (the date of the publication of this book, Oretega Y Gasset's first). But these trends are all here, embodied as they are in smooth, jargon-free prose that makes easy to understand seemingly quite opaque and difficult ideas. To add on, the actual criticism and discussion of the Cervantes book doesn't occur until page 105 of a 165 page tome, so it is obvious that the author has more on his mind than the vicissitudes of the character of the Man from La Mancha. And this first segment of the book was, for me, the most interesting of the entire work. For here, in (mostly) brief chapters, the author discusses "Mediterranean" vs. Northern European culture, the nature of Phenomenology, and the difference between 'depth' and 'surface' that is inherent in the cultural dichotomy thus described, that were as erudite in nature as they were entertaining to peruse. Like a fine, genteel table mate at a late night dinner in some European capital, Ortega Y Gasset has theories, and the weightiness of intellect to properly instruct and entertain, concerning, seemingly, everything philosophical under the sun: the reader, intrigued and satiated, basks in the the 'light' of these discussions, secure that 'truth' is being approached, and treated well, in a delightful and fact-filled manner. As an artifact of the 'time' it was penned, as an example of philosophizing at its best, as an example of Ortega Y Gasset's nascent, soon-to-be-fully born ideas, this is a truly fine book that needs to be read by all concerned with Spanish thought in particular and European thought of the early 20th century in general: highly recommended it is!