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.

他变成了克尔凯郭尔所说的那种唯美主义者——一个对自极度敏感的人，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.

随着自然科学发展得式和成熟，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个唯美主义者，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？