Sunday, April 30, 2006

I planned on writing a post on Gilead tonight, but I ended up going out again. For those of you counting at home, that's three nights out in a row. For normal people I know that's nothing big, but for a homebody like myself, it's a big deal. Tomorrow will come my first real post on Robinson's novel.

"But I've developed a great reputation for wisdom by ordering more books than I ever had time to read, and reading more books, by far, than I learned anything useful from, except, of course, that some very tedious gentlemen have written books. This is not a new insight, but the truth of it is something you have to experience to fully grasp.

Thank God for them all, of course, and for that strange interval, which was most of my life, when I read out of loneliness, and when bad company was much better than no company. You can love a bad book for its haplessness or pomposity or gall, if you have that starveling appetite for things human, which I devoutly hope you never will have. 'The full soul loatheth an honeycomb; but to the hungry soul every bitter thing is sweet.' There are pleasures to be found where you would never look for them. That's a bit of fatherly wisdom, but it's also the Lord's truth, and a thing I know from my own long experience."


Dorothy W. said...

I'm looking forward to your thoughts on this book -- your quotation reminds me of how beautiful it is.

And three nights out in a row would be a big deal for me too -- actually two in a row would.

M. Barresi said...

I'll probably make two posts on Gilead. I want to write about it, but I'm not sure what I'm going to say. I haven't figured out how it's affecting me yet or if it even is.

I act too old for my age sometimes. But I survived the three nights out, considering that I only had two drinks last night.

Ella said...

Ha ha ha. I've got you beat in the acting-old department. The last night out I had with my friends was a month ago: a glass of wine at the bar down the street. And I had to be home by 7 to put the baby to bed. Does that even count as a night out, if you have to be home by 7?

Anyway, looking forward to your post on Gilead.

M. Barresi said...

I'd count a drink at a bar a night out. The difference between you and me is that you have child to put to sleep and I have to get home to watch The West Wing. I like your 'excuse' much more than mine.