A thought

It was something about today, something about the clarity of this day, that made me miss Stone Parliament of Art, so I wandered over there and found it as I left it, beautiful and forever a little melancholy. I hate it when the cliches and the self-help books are right –

“Life is difficult.”

It’s the first sentence of The Road Less Travelled. And it is, and the tool psychiatrist author is right when he says it is the making of us, any of us, that the difficulties and problem solving are what defines our discipline and courage.

I hate it when the self-help books are right. It is odd, I guess, for me to believe that T.S. Eliot’s poetry changed my life, but to find myself unable to credit any of the books intended to change lives with anything but quackery.