The last days of Emmanuel Kant

Was philosophy according to Kant a way of thinking or a way of living, and a kind of daily behavior? That is the question that arises in the mind while reading Emmanuel Kant's "The Last Days," and it takes over the reader once finished. Kant was strict in his life, strict in his philosophical system, sanctifying duty in his daily dealings, and making duty sought after for its own sake in his theses on ethics and values. In this book, Thomas de Quincey traces Kant's breath rising to the sky with remarkable artistic skill. The scene of his dying is among the harshest scenes in the book because, and what a paradox, it was one of the most artistically enjoyable scenes. Hasn't Greek philosophy, Kant's heritage, spoken of the pleasure of pain? Kant's body collapses before the blows of mortality, having suffered all the pains of old age, and he proceeds in a majestic procession toward the resting place of mortality. Yet his philosophical legacy continues to defy mortality with competence and defends its owner with stubborn stubbornness. It is a tragedy of the mortality of every human embodied in Kant. As for Kant, despite his small body, he remains greater than life with his mind.