A list of books that you reread is like a clearing in the forest: a level, clean, well-lighted place where you set down your burdens and set up your home, your identity, your concerns, your continuity in a world that is at best indifferent, at worst malign. Since you, the reader, are that hero of modern literature, the existential loner, the smallest denominator of moral force, it behooves you to take counsel, sustenance, and solace from the writers who have been writing about you these hundred or five hundred years, to sequester yourself with their books and read and reread them to get a fix on yourself and a purchase on the world that will, with luck, like the house in the clearing, last you for life. (129-130)
Poet L.E. Sissman, quoted in Alan Jacobs’s The Pleasures of Reading in an Age of Distraction
Like a Clearing in the Forest
January 18, 2012 by Nathalie Foy
Why not take up a decent spiritual practice, and tackle the problems of life directly and analytically?
Why the indirectness via reading literature?