i’m finding Anil’s Ghost tough going, but… then… i come up on a passage that is so beautiful, i realize it might just be worth it.

i think i’ve gotten spoiled with all the more relatively easy to read stuff that i’ve been reading…

hmm

here’s the passage that impressed me enough to decide to persevere, even if it’s very slow and i do read other things in the meantime for that immediate gratification:

‘There was a monk,’ Sarath said, ‘He and his brother were the best teachers in my life—and it was because they taught me when I was an adult. We need parents when we’re old too… he’d somehow help me become simpler, clearer to myself. Narada was a great laugher. He would laugh at your foibles. An ascetic.”
(p. 46)