A defect in our nervous systems

A race of substantial yeomanry:

His father was Michael Johnson, a native of Derbyshire, of obscure extraction, who settled in Lichfield as a bookseller and stationer. His mother was Sarah Ford, descended of an ancient race of substantial yeomanry in Warwickshire.

A vile melancholy (watch for more later):

Mr. Michael Johnson was a man of a large and robust body, and of a strong and active mind; yet, as in the most solid rocks veins of unsound substance are often discovered, there was in him a mixture of that disease, the nature of which eludes the most minute enquiry, though the effects are well known to be a weariness of life, an unconcern about those things which agitate the greater part of mankind, and a general sensation of gloomy wretchedness. From him then his son inherited, with some other qualities, ‘a vile melancholy,’ which in his too strong expression of any disturbance of the mind, ‘made him mad all his life, at least not sober.’

Now Sir, if a boy could answer every question:

He began to learn Latin with Mr. Hawkins, usher, or under-master of Lichfield school, ‘a man (said he) very skilful in his little way.’ With him he continued two years, and then rose to be under the care of Mr. Hunter, the head-master, who, according to his account, ‘was very severe, and wrong-headedly severe. He used (said he) to beat us unmercifully; and he did not distinguish between ignorance and negligence; for he would beat a boy equally for not knowing a thing, as for neglecting to know it. He would ask a boy a question; and if he did not answer it, he would beat him, without considering whether he had an opportunity of knowing how to answer it. For instance, he would call up a boy and ask him Latin for a candlestick, which the boy could not expect to be asked. Now, Sir, if a boy could answer every question, there would be no need of a master to teach him.’

An effect which terminates in itself:

Johnson, upon all occasions, expressed his approbation of enforcing instruction by means of the rod. ‘I would rather (said he) have the rod to be the general terrour to all, to make them learn, than tell a child, if you do thus, or thus, you will be more esteemed than your brothers or sisters. The rod produces an effect which terminates in itself. A child is afraid of being whipped, and gets his task, and there’s an end on’t; whereas, by exciting emulation and comparisons of superiority, you lay the foundation of lasting mischief; you make brothers and sisters hate each other.’

Lurking in his constitution (here it comes again, but it’s not the sun):

The ‘morbid melancholy,’ which was lurking in his constitution, and to which we may ascribe those particularities, and that aversion to regular life, which, at a very early period, marked his character, gathered such strength in his twentieth year, as to afflict him in a dreadful manner. While he was at Lichfield, in the college vacation of the year 1729, he felt himself overwhelmed with an horrible hypochondria, with perpetual irritation, fretfulness, and impatience; and with a dejection, gloom, and despair, which made existence misery. From this dismal malady he never afterwards was perfectly relieved; and all his labours, and all his enjoyments, were but temporary interruptions of its baleful influence. How wonderful, how unsearchable are the ways of GOD! Johnson, who was blest with all the powers of genius and understanding in a degree far above the ordinary state of human nature, was at the same time visited with a disorder so afflictive, that they who know it by dire experience, will not envy his exalted endowments. That it was, in some degree, occasioned by a defect in his nervous system, that inexplicable part of our frame, appears highly probable.

James Boswell, Life of Johnson.




Business of the biographer

An action of small note:

Nor is it always in the most distinguished atchievements that men’s virtues or vices may be best discerned; but very often an action of small note, a short saying, or a jest, shall distinguish a person’s real character more than the greatest sieges, or the most important battles.

(Plutarch, Life of Alexander)

Vulgar greatness:

The business of the biographer is often to pass slightly over those performances and incidents which produce vulgar greatness, to lead the thoughts into domestick privacies, and display the minute details of daily life.


His walk was now quick, and again slow:

There are many invisible circumstances, which whether we read as enquirers after natural or moral knowledge, whether we intend to enlarge our science, or increase our virtue, are more important than publick occurrences. Thus Sallust, the great master of nature, has not forgot in his account of Catiline to remark, that his walk was now quick, and again slow, as an indication of a mind revolving with violent commotion.


The idleness of suspense:

Thus the story of Melanchthon affords a striking lecture on the value of time, by informing us, that when he had made an appointment, he expected not only the hour, but the minute to be fixed, that the day might not run out in the idleness of suspence.


James Boswell’s Life of Johnson.

Materia oscura política

Jonathan Haidt:

Diré que uno de los síntomas de la desintegración de la democracia es que, poco a poco, las voces más extremas del espectro político dominan el espacio. ¿Eso ocurre aquí? Sí. Mala señal. En Estados Unidos la mayoría de la gente es moderada, pero no está en las redes sociales y ni siquiera vota. Son como materia oscura política. Los que acaparan el debate son los activistas, los que votan en las primarias, los extremistas. Hay que parar ese ciclo.


Si la sensatez ocupa el primer lugar entre los factores de esterilidad, es porque trata de reconciliarnos con el mundo y con nosotros mismos; es la mayor desgracia que puede abatirse sobre nuestros talentos, los hace juiciosos, es decir que los mata, que socava nuestras profundidades, nuestros secretos, persigue aquellas de nuestras cualidades que son felizmente siniestras; la sensatez nos mina, nos hunde, compromete todos nuestros defectos.

Nada estimula tanto como agrandar las naderías, mantener falsas oposiciones y discernir conflictos donde no los hay. Si se resistiera uno a ello, el resultado sería una esterilidad universal.



Cioran says

Carne que se emancipa, que se rebela y no quiere ya servir, la enfermedad es la apostasía de los órganos. La insistencia de la enfermedad en recordarnos la realidad de los órganos tiene algo de inexorable; de nada nos sirve intentar olvidarlos, ella no lo permite; esa imposibilidad del olvido, donde se expresa el drama de tener un cuerpo, llena el espacio de nuestras vigilias. La carne boicotea al alma, el alma boicotea a la carne; funestas ambas, son incapaces de cohabitar, de elaborar en común una mentira saludable, una ficción de envergadura.


La vida es una rebelión en el seno de lo inorgánico. A tanta agitación, a tanto dinamismo y ajetreo solo escapamos aspirando al reposo de lo inorgánico, a la paz en el seno de los elementos. La voluntad de retornar a la materia constituye el fondo del deseo de morir; tener miedo a la muerte es temer ese regreso, es huir del silencio y del equilibrio de lo inerte, del equilibrio sobre todo. Nada más natural: se trata de una reacción de la vida, y todo lo que participa de la vida es textual y figurativamente desequilibrado.


Cada uno de nosotros es el producto de sus males pasados, y si es ansioso, de sus males futuros.


Se puede desposeer al hombre, se le puede quitar todo, de una u otra forma se las arreglará. Sólo una cosa no hay que tocar, pues si se le priva de ella estará perdido sin remisión: la facultad, mejor dicho, la voluptuosidad de quejarse. Si se ve privado de ella no obtendrá ningún placer de sus males ni tendrá interés en ellos

From La caída en el tiempo, 1966.