Mr. Parkes provides us with a comprehensive view that does true justice to 'mouths that read' and 'ears that speak' without losing sight of the import of 'the author.' Out of all of the 'Nietzsche's' out there, this is one, seeming following in Lampert's footsteps, that truly brings Nietzsche's corps/e to life. A true find and a passionate, entertaining read for anyone trying to hear aright. Its density and attention to detail brings out the complexity of many of 'Nietzsche's' themes while weaving the many interconnected branches together around the complicated issue of 'composing the soul'. The brilliance of the approach, however, was that Parks allowed 'Nietzsche' to speak and, in my view, did not reduce 'Nietzsche' into a 'psychologist' but rather allowed 'Nietzsche' to be. Nor did he reduce the 'composition of the soul' into crass individualism best representing the 'last man.' A true example of how books should be composed, and out of the plethora of books on Nietzsche I have scanned over the years this may be the best I have read. A book that engages both the new and old traveler embarking on the dangerous sea of "Nietzsche".

Parkes provides a Nietzsche of radical comprehensiveness: an unriddler of the human soul that reaches the entire scope and depth of our protean multiplicity. Nietzsche is a psychologist that performs exploratory surgery upon the entire economy, the whole complexity and manifoldness of the drives, wills, energies, and personalities that make us who we are, and who we are perpetually becoming. A healer, magician, chemist, artist, farmer, midwife, philosopher and composer of wholeness: a cascade of perspectives and masks to explore the entire scope and range of personality and will. A must read and genuine delight that intoxicates with its profundity of metaphor, as well as deeply insightful and probing with its varieties of lenses.

It goes after just about every bit of psychological theory there is to be found in Nietzsche -- in the thoughts of Nietzsche the young student, in the psychological ideas from the writings of those who inspired him, in the ideas he advanced as his own psychological theories, in the images and metaphors of his texts. Parkes has put himself on the map as a Nietzsche scholar and commentator of the first rank. His is the only recent work I am aware of, besides my own earlier efforts in a book on NIETZSCHE AND PSYCHOANALYSIS, whose approach to Nietzsche is based on the principles of archetypal psychology. This approach is acknowledged in the opening reference to James Hillman, dean of archetypal psychology. Even if thereafter it is no longer explicitly mentioned, it remains actively present in every chapter. This is less a book about Nietzsche the person -- his feelings and thoughts and behaviors and other strictly personal idiosyncrasies -- than about the images and metaphors that shape and animate Nietzschean thought. We owe Mr.Parkes a debt of gratitude for the enormously rich way he has worked the archetypal material that goes by the personified name of "Nietzsche". Daniel Chapelle

A Frenchman explaining Zen and Japanese gardens, translated into English, makes for an international headache. Some good insights, yes. A lot of pseudo-Zen philosophical nonsense, yes. Best read with a glass of wine (French) in hand.

It's a good book on the subject of Zen. It introduces the spirit of Zen in terms of the number and location of rocks. You can't miss it.

This book is ultimately a very mixed bag. As a contribution to serious Heidegger scholarship, it certainly provides a good deal of biographical information that has been unavailable up until this point, particularly regarding Heidegger's connection with Japanese and Chinese philosophers in the 1940s and 1950s. At the same time, the underlying thesis, which is occasionally explicit, is that Heidegger stole everything from Taoism. As an interpretive thesis, this offers little that could help someone understand Heidegger in even the slightest degree. While this short book definately kept my interest, it turned out to ultimately leave me wondering whether or not is was really a book about Heidegger at all.