My blog's epitaph, that is:
Continuous eloquence wearies. Grandeur must be
abandoned to be appreciated. Continuity in everything is unpleasant.
Cold is agreeable, that we may get warm.
(Pascal also said: "Imagination decides everything." Go on, get your mind blown!)
Gardening up north is nice. After seven months, one is forced to take a break.
Posted by: Peter Hoh | April 08, 2009 at 01:30 AM
Right. Nonstop work is industrial; it's for machines. (And even they break down.)
Posted by: amba | April 08, 2009 at 01:42 AM
Don't worry about Grandeur! Let it all hang out. No need to be constantly brilliant, and no need to perform! You're tired; s'cool, say so.
Sure we like a little entertainment, but hey, we can give energy back too! (Think Sam Jackson on foot massages!)
A blog is not a book, Amba, day-to-day is fine here, human-all-too-human flaws and all.
Posted by: Ron | April 08, 2009 at 04:17 AM
Such modesty! ;-)
You don't have to abandon us to have us appreciate either your grandeur or your eloquence, you know...
Posted by: PatHMV | April 08, 2009 at 09:57 AM
But perhaps we could be a little more vocal about how much we appreciate you. Even when we aren't in a panic at your (possible, only temporary -- we hope!) loss.
Posted by: wj | April 08, 2009 at 10:04 AM
Or, for your blog's epitaph and subsequent resurrection, you could use the Pascal quote you sent me:
"I have discovered that all human evil comes from this, man's being unable to sit still in a room."
Posted by: david | April 08, 2009 at 11:00 AM
The epitaph seems premature yet appropriate. Trying to perform for an audience is one reason I blog with the same view as I write in my personal, offline journal: It's for me. If it equates to performance and people enjoy it, fine, but that's not the point.
Then again, I wonder if someone's rapidly approaching birthday has something to do with this... Yet one more shoe waiting to drop in a hectic schedule, a full life, an agenda already overflowing...(?)
Posted by: jason | April 08, 2009 at 02:37 PM
Well, astrologers say you reach a low ebb right before your birthday. But what do they know?
Posted by: amba | April 08, 2009 at 02:49 PM
The perect Epitaph is not a quote, bt rather reloading that long shadow you cast
Posted by: GN | April 08, 2009 at 03:08 PM
And while you are gone , I mght learn to spll
Posted by: GN | April 08, 2009 at 03:09 PM
Methinks this blog is rather like Rasputin, difficult to kill.
Posted by: Janet | April 08, 2009 at 10:40 PM
Cool quote -- I blogged it here.
Posted by: jaltcoh.blogspot.com | April 28, 2009 at 08:41 AM
You've got me reading you again.
Posted by: amba | April 28, 2009 at 09:09 AM