Category: Reflection
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The Hard Thing About Hard Things
The Hard Thing About Hard Things from Ben Horowitz has received many accolades from, well, everyone, so it was surprising to hear that most people in our book club weren’t raving fans. However, it did inspire some great discussions. Here are a few things we talked about: The book is a collection of war stories that pretty much…
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All the Light That We Cannot See
Shortly after laughing at my sister while reading a book, I cried for 2 hours reading the last 10% of All the Light That We Cannot See. On a plane. Sniffling. Wiping tears off with my sleeve and not giving a damn what the fellow next to me thought. War brings out the foulest of…
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Of Love, Music, Physics, and Other Demons
Preface Did you know that the original meaning of demon simply meant divine power, and had no connection to evil? Chapter 1: The Lady in Number 6 “Everyday life is beautiful. Everyday. It’s beautiful. The music is so beautiful.”- Alice Herz Sommer I never want to be old. It’s a silly thing to say, but…
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Regrets, I’ve had a few
I don’t think I agree with Ira Glass on his opinion of regrets, or his distaste of the song My Way, which happens to be one of my favorites. I’ve regretted a lot of things in life, the things I’ve lost (oh that’s a long list of electronics), the chances I didn’t take, the people…
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Truth, Dare, and Final Destination
I’ve spent much of today reading comics. It started with a Quora question, I went through some Calvin & Hobbes, then moved on to the archives of Zen Pencils, many of which I’ve already seen and enjoyed (thanks to Facebook). As a new visitor to the Zen Pencils website, I was delighted to find much…
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The Road Less Traveled
It is not by chance that I stumbled onto this book, some may even call it serendipitous. The Road Less Traveled starts with this proclamation: life is difficult. It’s not a foreign concept, as Buddha has always taught us life is about suffering, and Christians are expected to endure tribulations on earth and suffer for…
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Together
I just finished reading The Art of Loving, a classic of sorts by Erich Fromm. The book was structured and reads like a scientific thesis, and I shall restrain myself from crediting that to the stereotype of German methodical precision. I’ve often thought it futile to analyze the anatomy of love, to make sense of…
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one hundred years of solitude
It was the story of history and war, fantasy and parables, and in the center of it all was the Buendia family, who at times were darlings to the Fates and then abandoned ruthlessly without warning. There were all together seven generations, and they all bore the same names that set their destiny. They lived…
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The Selfish Heart
I just finished The Selfish Gene. The book introduces the idea that the gene (the DNA based unit that passes on hereditary traits from one generation to another), in its natural inclination to survive and propagate, stands at the center of evolutionary development. While the first chapters were interesting, it was the section on the evolutionary…
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The Taxi Driver
It’s been a while since I’ve written. As much as I’ve tried to avoid it I fell into the same pattern as most of everyone around me, consuming time as if there is plenty of it to waste, capturing moments in pixels rather than experiencing them, letting thoughts slip away, letting life flee. There were…