This is one I mull over quite a bit. Why is it that genius seems to be so brief, something that is rarely passed on to offspring or descendants? Of course, different people have different definitions of “genius” or what makes someone “great”, but I’ve noticed that rarely do famous persons usually referred to as “great” have impressive offspring. A sampling:
Napoleon I Bonaparte, Emperor of the French: his only legitimate son was the hard-won Napoleon II Francis, who certainly had the pedigree to be a great European leader. Napoleon Francis’ mother was an Austrian Archduchess; he was descended from Spanish Habsburgs, French Bourbons, and Holy Roman Emperors. But after his father’s defeat, exile, and death, Napoleon Francis was brought up as an Austrian Archduke with the title of “King of Rome”. He never did much of anything worth noting, and died a young man from “weakness in the chest” (whatever that is).
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart: okay, so his sons did poccess some musical talent which might even have been considered quite impressive had they not the example of their infamous father to live up to. Both died young, never married, and one’s tombstone read: “Let his veneration for his father be his epitaph, as it was his inspiration in life” or something to that effect. Even in death he couldn’t get out from under his father’s shadow.
Johann von Goethe: his son Auguste had a wretched marriage, and died a drunkard in his thirties, predeceasing his father, who by the way was having an affair with his daughter-in-law, Ottilie.
Percy Bysshe Shelley and Mary Wollenstonecraft Godwin: Their only child to survive to adulthood was Percy Florence, who wasn’t really a bad man, just not a very notable one. Shame, for he had quite the legacy to live up to – his father a famous poet, his mother an equally famous author, his maternal grandfather a radical, his maternal grandmother a famous feminist.
There are exceptions to this, of course; one example in which I believe the child to be as important as the parent would be Ada Byron, daughter of poet Lord Byron. Ada invented the first computer language, and had a much more successful marriage and relationship with her children. Then again genuis (however you define it) sometimes skipped generations. Sigmund Freud’s daughter Anna was a devoted children’s psychologist. Lucien Freud, Sigmund’s grandson, was a famous artist. Ghenghis Khan’s grandson Kublai Khan conquerored China and other descendants became il-khans of Persia and Mighals of India, to name a few. Maybe not geniuses, but certainly successful in the family business, so to speak.
So what is it about genius? Is it a white-hot spark that burns out too quickly to be passed on, or do the influence and shadow of the parental accomplishments simply smother it before it can manifest?