Y así… anatómicamente, se vislumbraba se percibía la condición humana.
Y así… anatómicamente, se vislumbraba se percibía la condición humana.
First edition fun-fact: That beautiful frontispiece when you Google this book? Not in here! Doesn‘t show up until the fourth edition. And this one is only a quarto! Super cute accessory for your well-dressed-but-still-depressed 17th-century stroll 🤩🤩
“Storm, wind, the wild March sky, sunsets and dawns; the birds and bees, butterflies and flowers of her garden, with a few trusted human friends, were sufficient companionship. The coming of the first robin was a jubilee beyond crowning of monarch or birthday of pope; the first red leaf hurrying through "the altered air," an epoch. Immortality was close about her; and while never morbid or #melancholy, she lived in its presence.” #QuotsySep21
This one is calling to me today. Hoping it lives up to all the good things I've heard. 🤞
pickNot an easy book to review. The writing isn‘t complex or unreadable, it‘s a hard book to read because the subject is complex and you constantly have to stop and think about what you just read. Worth every minute, but not something you‘ll get through quickly. I‘ve been reading it in snippets for AGES and it definitely made me do some thinking. (Something I appreciate.) While a reread will take some time, I plan to reread this one for sure.
I am consuming books rather than reading them.
Waiting seems at odds with progress, and we seldom ask whether it might have a purpose in and of itself.
Acedia: a state of listlessness or torpor; not caring; being unable to perform one's duties. Acedia is more than just laziness or apathy. It‘s a dejection that makes it hard to commit to spiritual and ascetic practices, boredom that leads to falling asleep while reading, and frustration with life in general.
https://www.atlasobscura.com/articles/desert-fathers-sins-acedia-sloth
