In a Lonely Place on 08-13-2019

Reading Paracelsus today, in my own time, as I watch the proceedings in the Lonely Place: “He who knows nothing loves nothing. He who can do nothing understands nothing. He who understands nothing is worthless. But he who understands also loves, notices, sees…. The more knowledge is inherent in a thing, the greater the love…. Anyone who imagines that all fruits ripen at the same time as the strawberries knows nothing about grapes.”⠀