Reaching out
I've just read an entry on Mac's blog (http://japanimaction.blogspot.com/2007/04/thank-you.html) that's reminded me of something I wanted to write about.
I watched The History Boys on my return flight from Singapore, and in addition to finally discovering the source of all those references towaving and drowning (it's from a book of poems by Stevie Smith), it also contained a partial answer to something else I've been wondering about for a long time: the way in which we integrate what we read.
Hector: The best moments in reading are when you come across something, a thought, a feeling, you'd thought special, particular to you, and here it is, set down by someone else, maybe even someone long dead, and it's as if a hand had come out, and taken yours.
I watched The History Boys on my return flight from Singapore, and in addition to finally discovering the source of all those references towaving and drowning (it's from a book of poems by Stevie Smith), it also contained a partial answer to something else I've been wondering about for a long time: the way in which we integrate what we read.
Hector: The best moments in reading are when you come across something, a thought, a feeling, you'd thought special, particular to you, and here it is, set down by someone else, maybe even someone long dead, and it's as if a hand had come out, and taken yours.
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home