Ed is not well read

I just read an essay of sorts by Linda Holmes that struck a chord with me. I had always liked to think of myself as being knowledgable in certain fields and a nice collection of books to back up my assertion. All the while I had not put too much thought into the scale that it represented, almost nothing.

Her conclusions mirror my own, how depressing yet how wonderful. No matter how hard or little I try… I will never be able to experience everything. Art, literature, film, food; my experience is but the slightest. Conversely, how sad would it be if all the world had to offer could be finished in a lifetime. Indeed it is marvelous to realize how grand the collective is.

At this point you would think I would alter my priorities and cease watching reruns on television and continue to work my way though the books I have purchase recently. We’ll see.