“The words are not good for the secret meaning, everything always becomes a bit different, as soon as it is put into words, gets distorted a bit, a bit silly—yes, and this is also very good, and I like it a lot, I also very much agree with this, that this what is one man’s treasure and wisdom always sounds like foolishness to another person.” ― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha
Bored stiff in the sweltering and damp summer day. Decided to just relax and read Shakespeare.
Here’s my reading of Sonnet 29 – Fortune and Men’s eyes. I think it’s the very first sonnet I memorized.
Or, you can watch (and listen) to it on YOUTUBE: – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7JYW-MYOECw
Postprandial Musings, 2.0 