Tertulias
No, en Suiza no hay tertulias, pero si hay conversacion. Y aqui - sobre todo aqui- se aplican las normas de Ciceron:
"Habla claro; habla facil pero no demasiado,sobre todo cuando hay otro que desea su turno; no interrumpas; se educado; trata con seriedad lo serio, con gracia lo ligero; no critiques a espaldas del otro; manten el tema en el ambito general; no hables de ti mismo; y sobre todo, no pierdas tu talante - no te enfurezcas."
"Speak clearly; speak easily but not too much, especially when others want their turn; do not interrupt; be corteous; deal seriously with serious matters and gracefully with lighter ones; never criticise people behind their backs; stick to subjects of general ineterest; do not talk about yourself; and, above all, never lose your temper"
From the Economist December 2006
5 Comments:
Terrible.
No doy una, de esas de Cicerón.
Hablo demasiado y de forma enrevesada. Me suele importar un bledo si hay otro esperando su turno. Trato con gracia lo serio y con cierta seriedad lo ligero. Suelo llevar el tema a lo particular.
Y, sobre todo, no paro de hablar de mí mismo, a veces hasta con furia.
Así me va...
RE: Brooklyn, Bremblens, Black Holes--
Maybe that "mesh of optic channels" you spoke of last september is more in sync than you know.
Similar to your economist, here is a quote off my wall:
"To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not, rich; to listen to stars and birds, babes and sages, with open heart; to study hard; to think quietly, act frankly, talk gently, await occasions, hurry never; in a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common--this is my symphony."
WILLIAM HENRY CHANNING
Best,
Mis[s]placed
It seems clear to which source Mr. Channing went to have a sip:
Always looking backwards, to the classics...
It is possible, Amalio, that what we are talking about here is temperament, not simply habits and refinements. We may discover we are stuck with the genetic hand we are dealt, with respect to temperament, and that all of a billion little moments over the years that define our life are simply our destiny in DNA.
Están locos, estos americanos...
(Asterix dixerit)
¿Se dirá dixerit?
Voy a procrastinar un poco sobre ello.
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