Friday, May 22, 2015
The Simple Pleasures of Sense
W. Somerset Maugham (1874-1965), The Land of the Blessed Virgin: Sketches and Impressions in Andalusia (London: William Heinemann, 1905), p. 32:
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And the thought impressed itself upon me while I lingered in that peaceful spot, that there was far more to be said for the simple pleasures of sense than northern folk would have us believe. The English have still much of that ancient puritanism which finds a vague sinfulness in the uncostly delights of sunshine, and colour, and ease of mind. It is well occasionally to leave the eager turmoil of great cities for such a place as this, where one may learn that there are other, more natural ways of living, that it is possible still to spend long days, undisturbed by restless passion, without regret or longing, content in the various show that nature offers, asking only that the sun should shine and the happy seasons run their course.Related post: A Talisman Against Many Ills.
