This paragraph, from yesterday's Wall Street Journal, resonates:
"The literary classics are a haven for that part of us that broods over mortal bewilderments, over suffering and death and fleeting happiness. They are a refuge for our secret self that wishes to contemplate the precious singularity of our physical world, that seeks out the expression of feelings too prismatic for rational articulation. They are places of quiet, useless stillness in a world that despises any activity that is not profitable or productive."
— Lee Siegel "Who Ruined the Humanities", WSJ, July 13-14, 2013
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One response to “Solace”
Oh Mardel, I think of you.
Caution however against If This Is A Man for this purpose. It’s a book that must be read, however, I did so when my parents were divorcing, the first real loss of my young life. And the sorrow of Levi’s story took me into a true depression, beyond just brief.
Take care of yourself. Maybe you’re more balanced now, even with your greater loss, than I was at 21.