How to See a World in a Grain of Sand

'movements of the hand, of the slave, of the pen’

I have once read the cause of all unhappiness is that man cannot stay put.

I also once asked my Dad what was new and he unwittingly replied wisely: what could be?

However, there are a number of reasons for writing.

First, simply to document. Strange as it is, for good or bad, we forget.

Second, we cannot think two things at the same time. If you have ever seen any TV panel you will have noticed interlocutors have difficulties remembering even two consecutive questions, not to mention arduous points of their own and their opponents.

What could be funnier than the moment at which we just stare and try to remember what we were saying.

Then, to instruct: the youth drink from the fountain of oblivion. It comes as surprise in early manhood how much these youngsters do not know and yet function perfectly, have opinions etc.

Last, writing is not only condensed experience of generations; it is also most often attempted to be beautiful.

My second homage goes to the greatest human invention of all time: the code of writing. (There are rather interesting books on the creation of this unnatural contrivance forged by the Greeks.)