Marginalia, no.158

How are you, the apostle of laxity, to turn suddenly about into the rabbi of precision?

~ Robert Louis Stevenson, Virginibus Puerisque

I am never in a hurry to do anything but sit on the couch with a book and cup of tea. That’s not true. I hurry at everything but only in order to be done with it and sit unhurriedly on the couch with a book and cup of tea. Rising to the occasion – whatever that was – used to appeal to me, but mostly because it meant having some low den of abandon to rise from.

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