Friday, July 04, 2003

One more before lunch. Just got a call from a friend who has huge troubles, of which one finds little advice to offer and feels inadequate. It reminds me of this from Donne's fifth meditation:

A Sicknesse is the greatest misery, so the greatest misery of sickness is sloitude; when the infectiousness of the disease deterrs them who should assist, from comming....Solitude is a torment which is not threatened in hell it selfe.

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