ABSTRACT
In his own way, Peter Christian Kierkegaard (1805-88) was just as extraordinary and just as fascinating a person as his much more renowned younger brother Søren.1 Both of them inherited their father’s brilliant gifts and his dialectical acumen. Both of them inherited his scrupulousness and his tendency to black melancholy. And both of them inherited his gloomy concept of Christianity. All this was to exert such a major influence on them that their entire lives were in fact determined by it.
