diumenge, 1 de setembre de 2013

idleness must be stolen to be sweet

In a world where we are accustomed to attacking depression without mercy with heavy-duty mood-leveling potions such as Ativan and Prozac, it is easy to forget that there can be a pleasure in melancholic brooding. You can fancy yourself to be a Romantic poet, wandering in the groves and summoning rhymes to describe your misery. In that great seventeenth-century self-help book, The Anatomy of Melancholy, Robert Burton writes: " A most incomparable delight it is to melancholize, and build castles in the air, to go smiling to themselves, acting an infinite variety of parts." And Burton should know; after all, he did write the book on it.

The Book of Idle Pleasures


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