After a warm-up, I will start writing about those things that are really very close to my heart.
One can not write about these things without a lot of practise: the more beautiful the human trait or activity, the more inexplicable.
You can't explain a thing of beauty. You can't write about it.
Just as you can't describe a chord of sheer beauty.
It can crush the lily in your soul... but how to describe it to others?
People who say they don't have time to read simply don't want to. And it's a great big loss. It will take them far more time to discover all the different layers of life, the thousands shades of grey of the human mind.
It's also not their fault: they have never learned how reading can enrich a life unlike anything else.
Personally I find reading that Number 1 activity that makes life worth the while. Over architecture, over sculpting, over decoration... over music, over paintings, over any art bar music.
If the arts were a city, reading would be that cathedral on a hilltop overlooking all the rest.
So here I go: one month of articles about reading.
“A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies, said Jojen. The man who never reads lives only one.”
“You're never alone when you're reading a book.”
“Maybe this is why we read, and why in moments of darkness we return to books: to find words for what we already know.”
“If one reads enough books one has a fighting chance. Or better, one’s chances of survival increase with each book one reads.”
“When I get a little money, I buy books. If any is left, I buy food and clothes.”