So it's raining in much of the country today but last week I was at the
Hay on Wye Literary festival hearin
Rowan Williams in conversation with A. N. Wilson on the subject of religion in literature, particularly
Dostoyevsky about whom ++Rowan has just written a
book which
AN Wilson reviewed here. (The Guardian has reported on some of the session here) It was an inspiring discussion, an official ear-wigging on a conversation between two great thinkers, as my colleague put it. It was certainly interesting enough to prompt me to think about reading The Brothers Karamzov as my curate when I was 16 endeavoured to encourage me to do but which I have still never read. When I've finished my current book (Kate Summerscale's
The Suspicions of Mr Whicher - most illuminating mix of fact/fiction now recommended by Richard and Judy but I did spot it a while ago!!)
The words that struck me from the archbishop, aside from those on silence which the Guardian picked up were those of this question:-
"Is there something about the grain of the universe that obliges us to love?"
These words prompted me to the following:
1 comment:
This is awesome! I have so many little moments like this and I love it when other people mention moments like them :) They are a constant reminder of the meaning and dance of life
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