Wednesday, July 30, 2014
Tuesday, July 29, 2014
From What Am I Doing Here, by Bruce Chatwin
"And we shall lose the tastes -- the hot, coarse, bitter bread; the green tea flavoured with cardamons; the grapes we cooled in the snow-melt; and the nuts and dried mulberries we munched for altitude sickness. Nor shall we get back the smell of the beanfields, the sweet, resinous smell of deodar wood burning, or the whiff of a snow leopard at 14,000 feet."
From A Lament for Afghanistan
Monday, July 28, 2014
From Literary Studies, Volume One, by Walter Bagehot
"In fact, what we opprobriously call stupidity, though not an enlivening quality in common society, is nature's favourite resource for preserving steadiness of conduct and consistency of opinion."
From Letter III, On the New Constitution of France, and the Aptitude of the French Character for National Freedom, Paris, 20th January, 1852