one thing that is odd to me but absolutely true is that books yield different things at different seasons of life. authors that i found invigorating in grad school i find bore me today; things i care deeply about now i never would have expected. macintyre holds up for me, as do barth and rowan williams's essays. i am rereading david kelsey for maybe the third time-?- and finding that the things i thought i got from him, i actually generated on my own from his glancing observations. interesting.
one thing that is odd to me but absolutely true is that books yield different things at different seasons of life. authors that i found invigorating in grad school i find bore me today; things i care deeply about now i never would have expected. macintyre holds up for me, as do barth and rowan williams's essays. i am rereading david kelsey for maybe the third time-?- and finding that the things i thought i got from him, i actually generated on my own from his glancing observations. interesting.
Brian Jacques is a (possibly) under appreciated gem
I need to find my copies and read them to my kids!