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151 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1839
"The responsibility, of which he is conscious, attaches therefore only proximately and ostensibly to the deed, but in the last resort it falls upon his character. This it is for which he feels himself responsible. It is for this, too, that others hold him responsible; for their judgment passes at once from the deed to the moral qualities of the doer. "He is a bad man," they say, "a villain"; or, "he is a rogue"; or, "he is a mean, false, vile creature." Such is their verdict, and it is on his character that their reproaches fall."
"Freedom, which is consequently not to be met with in the operari, must therefore lie in the esse. It has been the fundamental error, of all ages, to attribute necessity to the esse and freedom to the operari. But on the contrary, freedom lies in the esse alone, while from this and the motives the operari follows of necessity, we learn what we are. On this, and not on a supposed liberum arbitrium indifferentiae, depend the consciousness of responsibility and the moral tendency of life. All depends upon what we are. What we do flows from this as a necessary corollary. The undeniable consciousness of absolute independence and originality, that accompanies our deeds (notwithstanding their dependence upon motives) and makes them our deeds, will therefore not lead us astray. Really it goes beyond the deeds and originates higher up, including as it does our existence and essence itself, from which, under the influence of motives, all deeds necessarily proceed. In this sense that consciousness of autonomy and originality, as also of responsibility, which accompanies our actions, may be compared to a hand that points to a more distant object than that nearer one in the same line, to which it seems to point."
"Bluffing, confounding, mystification, scattering sand in the reader's eyes by all sorts of tricks—have become the method. Instead of insight, selfish purpose everywhere guides the discourse. Thanks to all this, philosophy, if one still wants to call it that, has had to sink lower and lower, until it finally reached the lowest level of abasement in the ministerial creature Hegel. This man, in order to smother again the freedom of thought which Kant had struggled for and won, made of philosophy - the daughter of reason and the future mother of truth - a tool of state aims, obscurantism, and Protestant Jesuitism. But in order to cover up the disgrace, Hegel drew over it a cloak of the emptiest word rubbish and silliest galimatias that have ever been heard outside the insane asylum."