Reading

Thrive in Retirement by Eric Thurman

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Like Successful Aging by Daniel Levitin, the author’s message here is to never retire.  Work for as long as you can to stay healthy and happy.  If you do retire, make sure to find as much purpose in retirement as you possibly can.

The author used Thrive as his title for a reason.  Thrive has a Scandinavian heritage that comes from Old Norse, thrΔ«fask, which translates β€œgrasp.” You thrive when you grasp what you want from life.  Keep grasping, keep thriving.

Existentialism Is a Humanism by Jean-Paul Sartre

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Reading Notes

Foundation of Existentialism: existence precedes essence β€” man is born without meaning or destiny.Β  His essence is created by his own will and actions.

Anguish β€” in Existentialism, anguish is the knowledge that each man must create meaning for his own life, and also be a responsible representative for humanity.Β  The anguish comes from the awareness of this awesome responsibility.Β  This definition of anguish is actually optimistic and not in keeping with traditional views of despair.

The Cold Dish by Craig Johnson

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My first Craig Johnson / Longmire novel. I enjoyed the setting, the characters and the plot. Lots of interesting themes:

Wyoming’s rugged beauty and landscape
Native American culture and wisdom
Friendship
Justice and revenge
Graceful aging
Loss (Walter’s wife, Vonnie’s death)
Small town life
Rape, human cruelty

Highlights

I always wondered about men who spent their time trying to anticipate and know a fish in a world where man’s knowledge of each other could only be called scarce.

Good friends are the ones who can remain close without losing their ability to surprise.

The Hidden Life of Trees by Peter Wohlleben

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Reading Notes

Trees are much more complex than we observe:

  1. Mature trees transfer nutrients to other struggling trees through root systems (especially offspring)
  2. Communicate danger from invasive pests through root systems to other trees a long distance away.
  3. Strong indication that trees have memories of past events.
  4. Transplanted trees don’t have the same communication or intelligence.
  5. Symbiotic relationship with mycelium network of fungi (the wood wide web).

Are trees sentient? Impossible to say they’re not.  Perhaps akin to an alien life form β€” just different?

Tree time: a tree is still a toddler until they’re 50.  Mature at 500.

How to Retire Happy by Stan Hinden

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I read this because of the β€œhappy” aspect in the title β€” are there things I should be doing that that I’m retired to improve the overall quality of my life as a retired person? But, in fact, the book is much more focused on the financial aspects of retirement.  To that end, it helped me make sure I haven’t missed anything important in our own retirement planning.

The Summer Book by Tove Jansson

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A quirky book of short stories all centered around a young girl and her grandmother on a remote island in Finland.Β  I chose this book to see if reading another’s take on island life might help me find my own voice on my experiences on Vashon.Β  Mostly the stories seemed to center on the author’s childhood memories of her deceased grandmother. There were moments, but this one didn’t click with me.

The Talented Mr. Ripley by Patricia Highsmith

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I enjoyed this bizarre unreliable narrator suspense story.  Stepping inside the mind of a sociopath and fretting over his many close calls with being found out is an interesting reading experience.  How did this author make you feel for such a monster?

Tom lived his life β€” as many of us do β€” in anticipation of an exciting future, but always found fault in the present moment.  Perhaps that’s the hook for the reader.  We all feel that way.

Les MisΓ©rables by Victor Hugo

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Favorite Passages

β€œHave no fear of robbers or murderers. Such dangers are without, and are but petty. We should fear ourselves. Prejudices are the real robbers; vices the real murderers. The great dangers are within us. What matters it what threatens our heads or our purses? Let us think only of what threatens our souls.” (Location 560)

What was passing within him, no one could describe, all will understand. What man has not entered, at least once in his life, into this dark cavern of the unknown? (Location 4126)

Misery, almost always a step-mother, is sometimes a mother; privation gives birth to power of soul and mind; distress is the nurse of self-respect; misfortune is a good breast for great souls. (Location 11428)

There are fathers who do not love their children; there is no grandfather who does not adore his grandson. (Location 11501)

Love one another. Be foolish about it. Love is the foolishness of men, and the wisdom of God. (Location 22563)

It is impossible to suppose that God made us for any other purpose than to enact all the fantasies and delights of love. (no location β€” Libby app)

The delight we inspire in others has this enchanting peculiarity that, far from being diminished like every other reflection, it returns to us more radiant than ever. (Location 9650)

Laughter is sunshine; it chases winter from the human face. (Location 9653)

there can be power only in a brain; in other words, that what leads and controls the world, is not locomotives, but ideas. Harness the locomotives to the ideas, very well; but do not take the horse for the horseman. (Location 15984)

Despair is surrounded by fragile walls which all open into vice or crime. (Location 12446)

Undoubtedly they seemed very depraved, very corrupt, very vile, very hateful, even, but those are rare who fall without becoming degraded; there is a point, moreover, at which the unfortunate and the infamous are associated and confounded in a single word, a fatal word, Les MisΓ©rables; whose fault is it? And then, is it not when the fall is lowest that charity ought to be greatest? (Location 12463)

She was sad with an obscure sadness of which she had not the secret herself. There was in her whole person the stupor of a life ended but never commenced. (Location 10226)

Whenever immense strength is put forth only to end in immense weakness, it makes men meditate. (Location 6312)

The soul does not give itself up to despair until it has exhausted all illusions. (Location 19398)

Great griefs contain dejection. They discourage existence. The man into whom they enter feels something go out of him. In youth, their visit is dismal; in later years it is ominous. (Location 19449)

One can no more prevent the mind from returning to an idea than the sea from returning to a shore. In the case of the sailor, this is called the tide; in the case of the guilty, it is called remorse. God upheaves the soul as well as the ocean. (Location 3860)

he has his own metaphors; to be dead he calls eating dandelions by the root; (Location 9747)

When grace is joined with wrinkles, it is adorable. There is an unspeakable dawn in happy old age. (Location 22411)

Indeed, is not that all, and what more can be desired? A little garden to walk, and immensity to reflect upon. At his feet something to cultivate and gather; above his head something to study and meditate upon; a few flowers on the earth, and all the stars in the sky. (Location 1042)

If anything is frightful, if there be a reality which surpasses dreams, it is this: to live, to see the sun, to be in full possession of manly vigour, to have health and joy, to laugh sturdily, to rush towards a glory which dazzlingly invites you on, to feel a very pleasure in respiration, to feel your heart beat, to feel yourself a reasoning being, to speak, to think, to hope, to love; to have mother, to have wife, to have children, to have sunlight, and suddenly, in a moment, in less than a minute, to feel yourself buried in an abyss, to fall, to roll, to crush, to be crushed, to see the grain, the flowers, the leaves, the branches, to be able to seize upon nothing, to feel your sword useless, men under you, horses over you, to strike about you in vain, your bones broken by some kick in the darkness, to feel a heel which makes your eyes leap from their sockets, to grind the horseshoes with rage in your teeth, to stifle, to howl, to twist, to be under all this, and to say: just now I was a living man! (Location 6060)

We have only to look at some men to distrust them, for we feel the darkness of their souls in two ways. They are restless as to what is behind them, and threatening as to what is before them. (Location 2674)

In vain we chisel, as best we can, the mysterious block of which our life is made, the black vein of destiny reappears continually. (Location 3486)

To have done all that he had done to come to this! and, what! to be nothing! Then, as we have just said, he felt from head to foot a shudder of revolt. He felt even to the roots of his hair the immense awakening of selfishness, and the Me howled in the abyss of his soul. (Location 19430)

To see a thousand objects for the first and for the last time, what can be deeper and more melancholy? To travel is to be born and to die at every instant.Β  (Location 4259)

A walk at early dawn, to him who loves solitude, is equivalent to a walk at night, with the gaiety of nature added. (Location 15149)

A ship-of-the-line is one of the most magnificent struggles of human genius with the forces of nature. (Location 6289)

It was no longer a conflict, it was a darkness, a fury, a giddy vortex of souls and courage, a hurricane of sword-flashes. (Location 5683)

Every profession has its aspirants who make up the cortège of those who are at the summit. No power is without its worshippers, no fortune without its court. The seekers of the future revolve about the splendid present. (Location 944)

β€œThe infinite exists. It is there. If the infinite had no me, the me would be its limit; it would not be the infinite; in other words it would not be. But it is. Then it has a me. This me of the infinite is God.” (Location 845)

Whenever we meet with the Infinite in man, whether well or ill understood, we are seized with an involuntary feeling of respect. There in the synagogue, in the mosque, a hideous side that we detest, and in the pagoda and in the wigwam, a sublime aspect that we adore. What a subject of meditation for the mind, and what a limitless source of reverie is this reflection of God upon the human wall! (Location 8653)

Nothing is really small; whoever is open to the deep penetration of nature knows this. Although indeed no absolute satisfaction may be vouch-safed to philosophy, no more in circumscribing the cause than in limiting the effect, the contemplator falls into unfathomable ecstasies in view of all these decompositions of forces resulting in unity. All works for all. (Location 14835)

Who then can calculate the path of the molecule? how do we know that the creations of worlds are not determined by the fall of grains of sand? Who then understands the reciprocal flux and reflux of the infinitely great and the infinitely small, the echoing of causes in the abysses of being, and the avalanches of creation? (Location 14839)

Where the telescope ends, the microscope begins. Which of the two has the grander view? Choose. A bit of mould is a pleiad of flowers; a nebula is an anthill of stars. (Location 14845)

The future belongs still more to the heart than to the mind. To love is the only thing which can occupy and fill up eternity. The infinite requires the inexhaustible. (Location 15595)

A hundred years is youth to a church, but old age to a private mansion. It would seem that the dwelling of Man partakes of his brief existence, and the dwelling of God, of His eternity. (Location 7358)

ThΓ©odule was, we think we have mentioned, the favourite of Aunt Gillenormand, who preferred him because she did not see him. Not seeing people permits us to imagine in them every perfection. (Location 10698)

Wonderful and terrible trial, from which the feeble come out infamous, from which the strong come out sublime. (Location 11423)

In fact, were it given to our eye of flesh to see into the consciences of others, we should judge a man much more surely from what he dreams than from what he thinks. There is will in the thought, there is none in the dream. The dream, which is completely spontaneous, takes and keeps, even in the gigantic and the ideal, the form of our mind. (Location 11654)

Each one dreams the unknown and the impossible according to his own nature. (Location 11659)

His habits of solitary meditation, while developing sympathy and compassion in him, had perhaps diminished his liability to become irritated, but left intact the faculty of indignation; he had the benevolence of a brahmin and the severity of a judge; he would have pitied a toad, but he would have crushed a viper. (Location 12885)

learn to produce wealth and learn to distribute it, and you shall have material grandeur and moral grandeur combined; (Location 14094). Political and Social Issues

There comes an hour when protest no longer suffices; after philosophy there must be action; the strong hand finishes what the idea has planned; (Location 18979)

nothing is more imminent than the impossible, and that what we must always foresee is the unforeseen. (Location 19175)

We Are the Luckiest by Laura Mckowen

β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜† | Sobriety | Digital | Borrow | StoryGraph

One of the best sobriety memoirs I’ve read. McKowen has a wonderful writing voice and uses blunt honesty to share her journey from alcoholic to a well-balanced sober person. The sheer number of highlights I marked (see below) are a good indicator of how much this one resonated with me.

Highlights

I’d been using alcohol to hold things up on the back end for so long β€” and even though it had only made everything far worse, it offered the temporary illusion of escape and control. For a few hours every night, I didn’t have to see or feel so sharply the mess. 

Drinking, plans for drinking, casual references to drinking, jokes about drinking, memes about drinking, advertisements for drinking were everywhere β€” are everywhere. 

Four Kings by George Kimball

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It was interesting to read this β€œhistory” of Leonard, Hearns, Hagler and Duran era of boxing.Β  No doubt I was inspired by these warriors enough to consider pursuing boxing myself.Β  Kimball’s writing style was eccentric and sometimes hard to follow.Β  He seemed to insert himself as a newspaper writer into the story more than I liked.Β  He’s no Norman Mailer. Β  He needed an editor to clean up and slim down this one.Β 

The Day of the Jackal by Frederick Forsyth

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A very well-written suspense story told in an unusual way.

Highlights

Somewhere in the small hours of the morning, very drunk, they agreed on their plan and drank to it with the solemnity of the truly intoxicated.

Moby Dick by Herman Melville

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A close reading of this classic with the group. I read this in college, and while I finished it, I wasn’t quite sure what I had read. This time, having many decades to reflect on it, and benefitting from the expert notes of my fellow readers, and understanding better the brutal facts of mortality and existence, I drank this in, entranced. Maybe this one is only meant to be read later in life.

When I feel that β€œdamp, drizzly November in my soul,” I’ll return once more to this incredible novel.

Until Proven Guilty by J.A. Jance

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I picked up this first of Jance’s 20+ Beaumont mystery series. This one is set in Seattle and Phoenix, and as we were planning to move from Seattle to Phoenix, I thought it might be interesting. I liked the book fine, but didn’t connect with the main character of Detective Beaumont. I couldn’t imagine spending another book with him, let alone twenty more. The series is wildly popular though, so maybe he improves with age.Β 

The Peripheral by William Gibson

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I’m mixed about this book.  The first few chapters were confusing in true Neuromancer style, but I soon caught on.  It’s an interesting premise: In the future, technology is developed using some kind of quantum physics to communicate with the past.  In this case, a seventy-year past β€” pre-Jackpot β€” whatever that means, that feels like maybe 15 years into the future for the reader.  The act of communicating with the past changes its timeline, so they call these time-travel adventures β€œstubs” in the continua.  They figured out a way to bring members of this past age into the present day through the archaic virtual reality technology that existed in the stub time period, and then later through a neural interface that allow the person to take over a β€œperipheral” β€” a living, breathing robot (?) to interact in this future world as if they were really there.   So, we get to see the far distant future through the eyes of someone who’s not that far removed from us.  Oh, and during one of these interactions, the time-traveler witnesses a murder and is thus being recruited to the future in this peripheral body to help solve it.  It’s a little convoluted, but fun in a nerdy way.

Fat City by Leonard Gardner

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What a depressing, sad, miserable book.  I read this for the literary reviews and the focus on boxing, but wow. I had a hard time getting through this short book.  The pointless dialogue that would go on for pages between Tully and his girlfriend was grating (I suppose it was meant to be). The whole book was a misery.

Highlights

Pigeons the color of the street pecked in the gutters, flew between buildings, marched along ledges and cooed on Tully’s sill. His room was high and narrow. Smudges from oily heads darkened the wallpaper between the metal rods of his bed. His shade was tattered, his light bulb dim, and his neighbors all seemed to have lung trouble. 

Searching for Stars on an Island in Maine by Alan Lightman

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A short book of essays on the meaning of life from the perspective of a physicist and poetic writer.  This particular volume intersperses anecdotes from Lightman’s life at his summer cottage on a remote island in Maine.  His depictions of island life were touching, especially as we make arrangements to leave our own island.

In a meandering, thought-provoking manner, Lightman eventually comes around to a nihilistic view of existence.  We’re here by chance in an uncaring, random universe that will eventually fade out and collapse like everything else, which is no great loss for the cosmos since in his view there are billions of additional universes in the greater multiverse.  This perspective makes me dizzy to the think of our impossibly small stature in space and time.

But, perhaps we ourselves represent a multiverse, with countless universes inside us.  Space is infinitely large and small, the theory goes.  Time is also infinite, long and short. The life of a star β€” billions of years in our concept of time β€” might elapse inside of a single heartbeat for the multitudes within us.

A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L’Engle

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I listened to the audiobook, which I think was a mistake.  The narrator’s theatrics with Mrs. Who or Mrs. Whatsit was really overdone.  As was Charles Wallace.  I think the story would have been better with my own imagination of the voices this time.

Highlights

Like and equal are not the same thing at all.

Life, with its rules, its obligations, and its freedoms, is like a sonnet: You’re given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself. – Mrs. Whatsit

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