Guilty

I have two blog posts started for books I've read, but said nothing about. Poor Witcher and Siddhartha. I feel like they're the guys you date in quick succession when you are really busy and later you are like, "Oh, what was his name again?"

I recommend both. Witcher takes a video-game-ish (it was turned into one) look at fairy tales. It is thoroughly entertaining. Similar to Disney, but with more fighting...which - if you think about it - is a lot of fighting because Disney actually doesn't shy away from a fight.

Siddhartha has no fighting unless you count fighting with your SOUL. It is a book about a man on a journey of self discovery. It is what we all go through. Sure, most of us don't become aesthetics on that journey, but it was still comforting to read that the journey is never over.

And finally, I'm going to have to figure out why my easiest book metaphor is dating. Worrisome.

“Wisdom cannot be imparted. Wisdom that a wise man attempts to impart always sounds like foolishness to someone else. Knowledge can be communicated, but not wisdom. One can find it, live it, do wonders through it, but one cannot communicate and teach it.”
Herman Hesse, Siddhartha