/ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe /
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"What is important in life is life, and not the result of life."
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"Johann Wolfgang von Goethe was a German poet, playwright, novelist, scientist, statesman, theatre director, and critic. His works include plays, poetry, literature, and aesthetic criticism as well as treatises on botany, anatomy, and colour. He is widely regarded as the greatest and most influential writer in the German language, his work having a profound and wide-ranging
influence on Western literary, political and philosophical thought from the late 18th century to the present day. Goethe took up residence in Weimar in November 1775 following the success of his first novel, The Sorrows of Young Werther. He was ennobled by the Duke of Saxe-Weimar, Karl August, in 1782. He was an early participant in the Sturm und Drang literary movement."
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Born: Johann Wolfgang Goethe, August 28, 1749, Free Imperial City of Frankfurt, Holy Roman Empire
Died: March 22, 1832, Weimar, Grand Duchy of Saxe-Weimar-Eisenach, German Confederation
Occupation: Poet, novelist, playwright, natural philosopher, diplomat, civil servant
Alma mater: Leipzig University, University of Strasbourg
Literary movement:Sturm und Drang, Weimar Classicism, Romanticism in science
Notable works:Faust, The Sorrows of Young Werther, Wilhelm Meister's Apprenticeship, Elective Affinities, "Prometheus", Zur Farbenlehre, Italienische Reise, West–östlicher Divan
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Veterans Day has become an opportunity for Keith Taylor, professor of Asian Studies, to reflect on his service. “When we signed up for Army intelligence, none of us knew where it would take us. For me, it determined the academic focus of the rest of my life.”
Keith Taylor
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Professor of Vietnamese Studies
Professor Taylor is Professor of Vietnamese Studies. He became interested in Vietnam as a result of his military service in the Vietnam War in the US Army, where he studied the Vietnamese language and culture. He has published several books and many articles about Vietnamese history and literature, most recently A History of the Vietnamese (Cambridge University Press, 2013). He has pioneered the teaching in North America of literary Vietnamese in the character script based on literary Chinese called chữ Nôm.
Current Projects: "Vietnamese literature and government administration during the reign of Minh Manh (1820-40) as seen in the poetry and career of Nguyen Cong Tru."
Key Networks: UC Berkeley, University of Michigan
Topics of Interest: A comprehensive understanding of the history, culture, relgion, and society of Vietnam
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Johann Wolfgang von Goethe—poet, painter, dramatist, biologist and master of the erotic arts—died on March 22nd 1832. He worked away at “Faust”, on and off, for around 60 years; the piece is widely held in near-mystical awe
Goethe was a complex writer who defied full comprehension
The “giant of Weimar” died on March 22nd 1832
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Goethe
Conflicting spirits
Mar 11th 1999 | WEIMAR
He would have loathed the fuss being made over his 250th birthday. Goethe mugs, Goethe T-shirts, Goethe doormats sporting the great man's preferred greeting of “Salve”, which even in the 18th century sounded friendlier than “Heil”. Whatever blips the German economy may suffer this year, the Johann Wolfgang von Goethe industry looks set to boom as never before.
The brouhaha may be more than enough to cause the poet and painter, dramatist and theatre-director, botanist and biologist, minister, muse and master of the erotic arts to roll over in his grave; or rather in the tomb he shares in the Thuringian town of Weimar with Friedrich Schiller, his former old chum and near-neighbour. Then again, perhaps it may not.
Part of the problem is that for anything one can say about Goethe, the opposite tends to be just as true. Were he to rise from the dead this year (a feat which might not astonish his most zealous fans), he would wrinkle his sensitive nose over the baser acts of adulation by his countrymen. After all, it was Goethe who sniffed that “there is nothing more odious than the majority”, and who welcomed Napoleonic invasion as a means of sensitising what he regarded as vulgar German palates to the delicacies of superior French culture.
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On the other hand, didn't Goethe encourage Johann Peter Eckermann, the tireless amanuensis he met in 1823 whom he knew was recording his words for posterity? And did he not really adore, despite intermittent grumbles, the homage from the hundreds of admirers who beat a trail to his Weimar door?
At any rate, the scientist in him would have been intrigued to learn that Goethe-ites have set up an Internet website chronometer that ticks off in milliseconds the time to their idol's birthday on August 28th. That same day, moreover, rehearsals are due to start under the director Peter Stein for what is billed as the first wholly uncut performance of both parts of “Faust”. No mean feat, this; all 12,111 lines of it are expected, or at least intended, to hold audiences in thrall for at least 17 hours.
The full staging of this marathon would surely have extracted an oh-so-human shiver of pride from the “giant of Weimar”. After all he worked away at “Faust”, on and off, for around 60 years and the piece is widely held in near-mystical awe, even by the many who have neither read it nor seen it in its habitually truncated, roughly six-hour, form. It hardly seems premature, 167 years after the master's death, to give the whole drama a whirl at last.
Perhaps, too, Goethe's sense of irony would have been tickled by the spectacle of at least a score of German towns (including his birthplace of Frankfurt-am-Main, that “tiresome hole” as he once put it) vying with one another to put on the worthiest celebrations. There will be marathon tours, by train or bicycle, to Goethe shrines, a congress about “Goethe's spiritual Europe”, radio features about his many affairs and a new film about Christiane Vulpius, his long-time mistress whom he finally married. So by the end of 1999 Goethe will be known through and through, right?
Wrong. But then Goethe always was a complex writer who defied full comprehension. The legend of Faust has been treated by many artists from Christopher Marlowe to Liszt (another Weimar resident). But it was Goethe who, in the richest of verse, made of it a drama with truly Germanic resonance. As Willi Jasper, in a fine new book (“Faust und die Deutschen”; Rowohlt), points out, Faust's duality became a symbol of the national propensity to aim for the stars and plunge into the depths. Extolled by poets and philosophers, instrumentalised both by Nazis and communists, Faust, together with Mephisto, seemed to be Germany made flesh. Yet so much of Goethe's other work is anything but typisch deutsch. Look at his “West-östlicher Divan” love poems, for instance, with their Mediterranean lightness, wit and playful eroticism, or his “Italienische Reise”.
Goethe's restless curiosity led him to develop theories about everything from the structure of bones to the properties of colour. His writings on science alone filled more than a dozen volumes. Not that he always got it right. His disquisition on light, aimed at disproving Newton, was way off-beam. Though try telling that to his most ardent (unscientific) followers.
Despite the awe of these fans, much of Goethe's scientific writing now goes unread, and there are signs that even his literature may be under threat. A survey last year showed that even in Frankfurt, of all places, only 8% of those questioned had “recently” read any work by their city's most famous son. A quarter of those aged under 25 had never read a single one. German politicians wrung their hands and appealed for a “return to the classics”—and to the greatest classic in particular.
Weimar—bolstered by its appointment as “European city of culture 1999”—is doing more than most to shock people into taking a new look at Goethe. Pop singers are being invited to give their own versions of Goethe texts. A Catalan theatre group is presenting a so-called “cyber-drama” called “F@ust:version 3.0.” A full-scale replica of Goethe's first house in Weimar has been built on a meadow close to the original—in principle to encourage deep thoughts about reality and imitation. At any rate, note the cynics, it will mean double entrance money.
Nifty ideas, of course, but will they and the rest of the birthday shindigs really make Goethe easier to fathom? They may even tend to do the opposite. As the old saying goes, “We know for certain only when we know little. With knowledge, doubt increases.” The author? Take a guess.
, Johann Wolfgang von 1749–1832.
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