He turned into what Kierkegaard would call the aesthete — a man who has become hypersensitive to his potential, settling for nothing and only chasing bass pleasures and the momentarily interesting.

他变了克尔凯郭尔所说的那种唯美主义者——一己潜力极度敏感的人，他再也无法被满足，疯狂追求低级短暂的欢愉。

They were artisans and aesthetes: scientists of a sort that gradually ceased to exist as the natural sciences grew more formal and mature.

随着然科学发展得更加正熟，这类科学家渐渐不存在了。

Was he at heart an aesthete, happiest making music in beautiful buildings among works of art?

从本质上讲他是不是一唯美主义者，置身于华美的厅堂上，徜徉于艺术珍品之中，摆弄音乐，陶醉无比？