“Anything which may take possession of one’s soul shares its sublimity with all other things, and is for this reason at the same time something ordinary. Without such a dialectic clarification of our consciousness all adoration is idol worship.”

Letter 3
Letters on Logic: Especially Democratic-Proletarian Logic (1906)

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german philosopher 1828–1888

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