I looked for East of Eden when I was packing for this trip, but I couldn't find it.  While I was looking, my eyes kept rolling past The Sun Also Rises, and, given recent conversations, I couldn't resist.

No question I pay closer attention the second time through a book, and I've been tempted to do this with just about every sentence I've read so far. 

This one was extra special tempting:

"You ought to write a book on wines, count," I said.
"Mr. Barnes," answered the count, "all I want out of wines is to enjoy them."

Presence.  Meditation.  Living the moment.

But at the expense of storytelling.

One of the great tensions?  Presence vs documentation? 

Maybe. 

But maybe Hunter S. Thompson taught us otherwise.

Not always gracefully.  Or painlessly. 

No one ever claimed it'd be easy, though. 

Good thing he ate a lot of grapefruits.  I don't think he could have done it without the vitamin C.