How Should I Think?
Thinking well is harder than it looks. Most of us reason not from first principles but from whatever we already believe, using logic to defend positions we arrived at by other means. The question of how to think is really a question about how to catch yourself doing that and whether you can stop.
The thinkers here approached this problem from different directions. Some began with radical doubt. Some began with patient observation of their own minds. Some began by asking what it means to believe anything at all. The methods diverge. The honesty behind them is the same.
What unites these essays is not a method of thinking. It is the conviction that thinking badly is a kind of harm, that the quality of your reasoning shapes the quality of your life, and that the gap between the two is worth taking seriously.
The Unfinished Question
Socrates and Montaigne, separated by two thousand years, both refused to close the question of the examined life. The refusal was the point.
On Doubting Well
Descartes tore everything down to find what he could trust. Montaigne simply watched himself think. Two methods, one question, no tidy resolution.
What Hume Couldn't Prove
Hume followed reason as far as it would go and found it couldn't support most of what we believe. His response was not despair. It was curiosity.
Hume and Nagarjuna on Whether There Is a Self at All
Hume looked inward for a stable self and found only a bundle of perceptions. Nagarjuna argued that nothing possesses inherent existence. Two thinkers who never read each other arrived at positions that, on this question, are remarkably close.
Nietzsche and Confucius on What Virtue Requires of Us
Nietzsche thought virtue imposed by society was a disguised form of resentment. Confucius thought virtue cultivated within society was the highest expression of human capacity. The disagreement goes all the way down.
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