No matter how many times you have said goodbye to yourself in the presence of others you will assume something of the same resolute gaiety. It is a form of armour. (313)
No matter how many times you have said goodbye to yourself in the presence of others you will assume something of the same resolute gaiety. It is a form of armour. (313)
More often than not people who see me on trains and in ships, or in restaurants, feel a kind of resentment of me since I taught myself to enjoy being alone. …if I must be alone, I refuse to be alone as if it were something weak and distasteful, like convalescence. (238)
longish quote from p226, beginning of ‘Sea Change 1937-1939‘
We sat whispering and laughing and piling the pungent little black seeds on dry toasted bread, and every swallow of the (smooth potent gin) was as hot and soft as the candle flames around us.
(210)
Had too many good books to choose from so asked my (not-bookish) sibling to pick a book to read! He picked this based on its cover. After 3 months of hospital food, it‘s reminding me how much fun it is to cook and prepare meals — for oneself and loved ones; if you eat food you enjoy the taste and texture of, you don‘t tend to crave ‘junk‘.
What is ‘junk‘ to one is not necessarily to another; slow food/eating & prep is a privilege 😘
It leaves you filled with peace, and the house filled with one of the world's sweetest smells. But it takes a lot of time. If you can find that, the rest is easy. And if you cannot rightly find it, make it, for probably there is no chiropractic treatment, no Yoga exercise, no hour of meditation in a music-throbbing chapel, that will leave you emptier of bad thoughts than this homely ceremony of making bread.