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I have begun reading a rather heady novel.I am fortunate not to have read the book as a youth. in my immaturity, I would have been impressed by its deprecating humor and preoccupation with thaumaturgy.
reading it now, I appreciate its bucolic setting, royal characters and righteous message.
indeed, my character would have been much attenuated had I read this novel, rather than The Pilgrim's Progress and The Faerie Queene, early in life.
how droll.
though not raised in exaltation, this sign reminds passers-by of a once-popular group of ignoramuses - men too simple to recognize that ultimately their goals would be achieved legislatively and economically, without all that undignified violence and commotion.
normally, my book list is restricted to classic novels, travel accounts and the newest scientific research. this weekend I read a contemporary work of fiction.it was, in a word, resplendent.
the articulation of so many beliefs on one vehicle undermines their persuasive power. while they share a common theme, their abundance suggests superficiality, a lack of dedication to any one idea.