An eccentric from a bygone era searching for contemporary meaning through her art, music, lyricism and fanciful words.

Friday, 20 May 2011

Very Happy.

I'm posting a completely irrelevant post to my blogspot (or should I make that bloodspot as the free blogging website is constantly being autocorrected to that on my mac, plaguing my dreams of an internet princess) about the moody month of May and my thirst for the sweat of the inevitable canicule that will soon barge into our lives like an unwanted visitor and plagues us with sticky bones. I swear by the creed that nothing can blemish my balanced mind and I welcome that smile.




I'm also trying to read more, I was never too fond of books and I knew that people would always hold this against me and shun me and as much as I shouldn't feel the need to conform to others' opinions, I do find myself less and less intellectually stimulated. So I'm reading Milan Kundera's The Unbearable Lightness of Being and I thought I'd quote one passage that put a smile on my face :))))))))))))))

"All languages that derive from Latin form the word 'compassion' by combining the prefix meaning 'with' (com-) and the root meaning 'suffering' (Late Latin, passio). In other languages - Czech, Polish, German, and Swedish, for instance - this word is translated by a noun formed of an equivalent prefix combined with the word that means 'feeling' (Czech, sou-cit; Polish, współ-czucie; German, Mit-gefühl; Swedish, med-känsla)... This kind of compassion...therefore signifies the maximal capacity of affective imagination, the art of emotional telepathy. In the hierarchy of sentiments, then, it is supreme."

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