moblog uk

A Necklace of Memorable Days

by Factotum

user profile | dashboard | imagewall | view on map

« older newer »

"Happiness is a matter of one's most ordinary everyday mode of consciousness being busy and lively and unconcerned with self. To be damned is for one's ordinary everyday mode of consciousness to be unremitting agonising preoccupation with self."

Iris Murdoch, The Nice and The Good

What sort of diary should I like mine to be? Something loose-knit and yet not slovenly, so elastic that it will embrace anything, solemn, slight or beautiful, that comes into my mind. I should like it to resemble some deep old desk or capacious hold-all, in which one flings a mass of odds and ends without looking them through. I should like to come back, after a year or two, and find that the collection had sorted itself and refined itself and coalesced, as such deposits so mysteriously do, into a mould, transparent enough to reflect the light of our life, and yet steady, tranquil compounds with the aloofness of a work of art. The main requisite, I think, on reading my old volumes, is not to play the part of a censor, but to write as the mood comes or of anything whatever; since I was curious to find how I went for things put in haphazard, and found the significance to lie where I never saw it at the time.

V. Woolf

" She strung the afternoon on the necklace of memorable days, which was not too long for her to be able to recall this one or that one; this view, that city; to finger it, to feel it, to savour, sighing, the quality that made it unique."

Virginia Woolf, Moments of Being


"Why did I write any of my books, after all? For the sake of the pleasure, for the sake of the difficulty. I have no social purpose, no moral message; I've no general ideas to exploit, I just like composing riddles with elegant solutions."

Vladamir Nabokov

Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs License

Search this moblog


Recent visitors

Six more weeks of winter

(viewed 1223 times)
Bookmark and Share
Show on map
My late father-in-law always used to say that once January was over "the back of winter was broken". By February, there start to be days when it's really lovely to be outdoors again, and today was one of them.

540air says:

Looks like it's easing off there.

4th Feb 2009, 09:52

factotum says:

That's it exactly. Winter isn't over, but it's no longer relentless.

4th Feb 2009, 12:53

taniwha says:

It's gorgeous here too. And the days are longer which means cycling home in daylight. makes a difference to the body clock, I think.

4th Feb 2009, 13:05

son of jack says:

...and his wife Hazel used to say, "What the heck is he talking about??"

4th Feb 2009, 18:51

Viv says:

more snow as we know it :)

5th Feb 2009, 11:18

Anonymous says:

I agree with your father in law. I've always believed that the worst is over, coldwise, by mid February. We might still get blizzards but no more long deep freezes.

12th Feb 2009, 06:02