What a strange, demented feeling…



What a strange, demented feeling it gives me when I realize I have spent whole days before this inkstone, with nothing better to do, jotting down at random whatever nonsensical thoughts have entered my head 

Kenkō , Essays in Idleness  p. 3


3 thoughts on “What a strange, demented feeling…

    1. You are truly a Renaissance woman! The book is very interesting because it’s the strangest mixture of the banal and the memorable. At times I’m reminded of Mary Bennett in “Pride and Prejudice” – ‘Mary wished very much to say something clever but knew not how.’


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