From Jonathan Safran Foer’s Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close:
“You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.”I wish I didn’t have firsthand experience of this.
Week Three of the new job proceeds apace. I am more settled but less certain. The people around me are consistently clear and open. Lunches alone and not at my desk are strange, but needed. The memory of the library lingers like afternoon sun; I know its light will be gone soon, and I’ll only remember the warmth.
Tuesday was my first morose day in a month. It used to be the reverse, a month of moroseness with one happy day. So I note the small accomplishments.
And the book I quoted? It is astounding. I would write more, but while I recommend with wild abandon, I’ve never been one for reviews. There might be something deeper to that, but I have some chess games to catch up on.