Woke up early on this bright sunny Sunday morning. Was able to finish a couple of short stories from Ted Chiang’s short story collection. The last thing i read before getting up was a quote by Stendhal.
Beauty is the promise of happiness.”
It reminded me of what Gui said after i told her the paragraph from “The Reader” that touched me so much,
“So happiness is a promise, huh? I like that.”
All day, “Beauty is the promise of happiness.” lingered in my head. Interesting.