Beautiful is what we see. More beautiful is what we understand. Most beautiful is what we do not comprehend.
Nicolaus Steno’s words as quoted in Mira Bartok’s The Memory Palace
Beautiful is what we see. More beautiful is what we understand. Most beautiful is what we do not comprehend.
Nicolaus Steno’s words as quoted in Mira Bartok’s The Memory Palace
I just finished Will and Spirit by Gerald May, a commitment of careful reading. I took a year and a half to read it slowly while reading other things. Here’s a list of the ten books in my current pile. I’m holding the ones with asterisks now:
Any recommendations for me, particularly for novels, short story collections, memoirs, or psychology and theology?
And what are you reading?