To learn hunger, if
well fed, would give
us Flaubert, I think.
Not a bad idea. But
it also gives us what
claims to be called,
taste. How to hunger,
as if unfed, gives us
Horace.
Horace
was one generation re-
moved from slavery, by
his father's manumis-
sion; and spent a wary
life in the munificent
patronage of Maecenas.
view of taste; not to
say, another taste to
everything. We see a
clean white shirt and
accept it as a custom.
Horace saw white and
knew his hunger. At
Nasiedienus' feast,
the tapestries all
fell with black vol-
canic dust. Off we ran,
taking our revenge on
him by tasting nothing
whatever.
Horace
Satires and Epistles
Satires II, viii
John Davie, translation
op. cit.
Like to send you my warmest good wishes for a very MERRY CHRISTMAS
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And like to thank you very much for still reading my little blog and for all your - much appreciated - friendly comments!
All the Best, heartily greetings from the Périgord,
Karin
I take the liberty of publishing your greeting because I am delighted by the kindness and, naturally, famished especially by transmittals from the Périgord. I certainly do heartily admire LaPouyette. Amitiés, L
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