Morning, Noon, And Night: Finding The Meaning Of Life's Stages Through Books (2015) - Plot & Excerpts
I have always read those words as a kind of threat: the evil you do will come back to haunt you. Obviously, one can also read this truism in a more angelic fashion: the good we do returns to us. In this light all our deeds, perhaps even our desires, are possessed of a kind of longevity that surprises, that is destined to remain alive, that may become destiny itself. (Oedipus certainly thought that his slaying of a violent old man at a crossroads was a mere detail in his life, an event that would have no shadows or repercussions.) One might well be frightened by the sowing/reaping scheme—there is something to be said for things being forgotten, for things dying, for thoughts and deeds being short-lived or ephemeral—but on the whole it seems to me a deeply affirmative view of life. Indeed, the phrase itself bespeaks an organic regime, cued to sowing and harvesting, and it tells us that existence keeps its books, that a human trajectory through time is a gathering proposition, larded with seeds and promise and futurity, consisting of gestures and sentiments that bear fruit, that are there for the long term.
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