ABSTRACT
Søren Kierkegaard confided to his journal that his work would someday be translated into many languages. This was no boast, just a somewhat sober recognition of what he could no longer deny: his own genius and productivity. Reflecting upon his work in mid-career, Kierkegaard wrote of the experience of terror over having too many ideas:
Since I became an author I have never for a single day had the experience I hear others complain of, namely, a lack of thoughts or their failure to present themselves . . . But many a time I have had the terrifying experience . . . of the frightful agony of starving amidst abundance, of being overwhelmed with riches.
