ABSTRACT
It is with these words that Hermann Hesse (1877-1962) fêted Christoph Schrempf (1860-1944) on the latter’s seventieth birthday.2 In this elegy to the “Swabian Socrates,”3 as he would later call his longtime friend, Hesse describes both Kierkegaard’s significance for Schrempf and Schrempf’s importance for Kierkegaard reception.
