Jeremy Clarke Jeremy Clarke

The divine comedy of Friedrich Nietzsche

I had no idea, before reading Sue Prideaux’s amazing biography, that the German nihilist was such a funnyman

issue 26 October 2019

I’ve come back to the empty house for the second time in the six weeks since my mother died. The last time I came back, I felt her lingering presence: benign, modest, humorous. But this time she’s absent. Alison, who came once a week to clean, told me that my mother’s last words to her were: ‘Don’t forget to clean the skirting boards behind the beds.’

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