Small Pleasures (The School of Life Library) (2024)

يا لها من قائمة!
مسرّات صغيرة تحلّق بنا في سعادة قصيرة. هذا الكتاب تأمّل في مثل تلك المسرات العابرة، ما هي؟ وما سرّ أثرها فينا؟
ولأنّها صغيرة، فأنت لا تحتاج إلى إعداد طويل ولا كثير لتصنعها. بل أنت تلقى غالبها دونما جهد ولا تقصد. كلّ ما عليك أن تنتبه لها، وأن تحاول في تأمّلك لها أن تُطيل عمر أثرها فيك.
فصول كثيرة وقصيرة. تكاد تلمس فيها ما كتبه "آلان دو بو تون" بنفسه، وما تركه لفريقه.
في الكتاب لفتات باهرة. وبالنسبة ليح فتلك المسرات ممكنة، بل حاضرة أيضاً في يوميات أغلبنا. لكنّ قاتلها وحاجبها أكثر حضوراً ونحن له أشدّ انقياداً، إنّها "هواتفنا" التي اختطفتنا من كل ما حولنا.

My biggest gripe about this book is that it was short. I could have used another fifty-two reflective observations on small pleasures. Each story was an antidote to the neurotic existential crises experienced on an everyday basis- do they like me? will I get that promotion? why am i doing this? Such big questions and such weight they carry in our lives that we often find ourselves lacking in appreciation for the smaller pleasurable moments that we run across- like staring out the window, listening to that favorite song on repeat, the feeling illicit by that favorite piece of clothing we refuse to throw away.

I do believe the essays were wonderful, just take them with a grain of salt. There is an obvious bias built into the writing that expresses the strong opinion that religion- faith- is a remnant of the past, if not even a superstition that has little to provide in contemporary human experience. The role of religion and attendant rituals can be achieved in our own very unique practices on a day-to-day basis. We are no longer beholden to these complex practices and set of beliefs and if we can move past them we might be able to make sense of modern life, in my opinion would be the underlying message being expressed here. I obviously disagree wholeheartedly with the assumptions and completely reject this conclusion.

Éste es el segundo libro de Alain de Botton que leo, y poco a poco me voy haciendo más a su estilo (el seguir el canal de Youtube de School of Life también ha ayudado). Y al igual que me suele ocurrir, una vez que estoy acostumbrado a qué esperar de un autor descubro nuevas formas de acercarme a él.

En este caso, se trata de un compendio de 52 "pequeños placeres" vistos desde la perspectiva de la filosofía. Estos placeres no son nada grandioso, no son grandes triunfos personales (no hay ningún "milestone" de vida aquí), no son placeres de conocer y visitar lugares lejanos y exóticos. Son los placeres del día a día. Esas pequeñas cosas que nos ponen a apreciar la vida y todo lo que conlleva de nuevas formas, en medio de nuestra existencia diaria.

Por el libro desfilan placeres como manejar de noche, estar a solas en un hotel en un lugar lejano, llevar a un niño de la mano, las abuelas, el "placer de disentir" por completo con alguien, los placeres culpables de las revistas que no admitiríamos leer a ningún conocido, caminar de madrugada, las vacas pastando, los higos, las islas pequeñas, las estrellas, los chistes pasados de lanza, etc. Y la intención del autor es mostrarnos cómo cada uno de estos placeres puede darnos perspectiva; darnos compasión hacia nosotros mismos y hacia los demás; reconocer nuestras limitaciones y darnos esperanza.

No se trata de un libro que pueda empatar con mucha gente. Hay dos cosas fundamentales que van a hacer que este libro le choque a muchos: primero es que Botton asume automáticamente que le está hablando a gente con un trabajo de oficina, "upwardly mobile", viviendo en un lugar estable y con carrera y familia que cuidar. Quien no se hallare en estas circunstancias pudiere encontrar el libro chocante, máxime por el tono frecuentemente pomposo y a veces hasta condescendiente que es característico de Botton. Y la otra es que hay muchas reflexiones sobre ciertos placeres donde el autor hace malabarismos para acomodarlos al punto filosófico que quiere hacer.

Otra característica de Botton es su acérrimo anti-romanticismo. No pasan diez páginas sin que tire un dardo contra el conocido movimiento cultural de inicios del S. XIX. A mí, que soy un gran fan de todo lo que tiene que ver con los Byrons y los Keats y los Esproncedas y las Brontes y los Dumas me choca un poquito esta actitud, pero tengo que reconocerle un punto. La idea central de Botton no es que el Romanticismo (con mayúscula) sea malo, sino que es un enemigo natural de una vida tranquila, satisfecha y feliz. Estoy de acuerdo: la mentalidad romántica es la mentalidad de "ir a ningún lado, pero rápido" y "estar a la altura del arte" . Mucho me temo, esta vida lograda no está a la altura del arte.

Hace unos diez años yo tenía la costumbre de enviar una nota de año nuevo a mis amigos de Facebook. (Ya no lo hago porque ya no me gusta Facebook, jeje). Y justo en la navidad de 2009 escribí una lista de deseos para mis seres queridos que ahora que me doy cuenta, se trata de las cosas que considero "pequeños placeres". Esta lista está ahora en mi bullet journal y creo que me ayudaría meditar un poco al estilo de Botton por qué esos placeres podrían hacerme una mejor persona.

Y helos aquí:
-Sueños despiertos (reveries) producidos por una imagen o sonido o nada en particular.
-Carnes asadas al fresco repletas de vino, todos en la tarde dorada.
-La canción que te hace sonreír cada ocasión (ésta es uno de los mismos placeres que Botton pone en el libro)
-La lluvia regando los jardines.
-Travesías escritas en Moleskines
-Road trips
-La oscuridad tras la ventana en un vuelo nocturno.
-El olor de un libro nuevo (éste es un súper cliché).
-Visitas a lugares maravillosos sin dejar el sillón.
-El intentar un nuevo deporte extremo
-Puestas de sol (muchas puestas de sol)
-Cantar bajo la lluvia.
-Cantar o bailar espontáneamente.
-Brújulas, dedales, canicas, lupas y todas las historias que se te ocurran con ellas.
-Comerte una hamburguesa con queso en un paraíso tropical.

Yo las llamo "The Blissful Things" (las cosas que dan mayor felicidad)

การเดินเข้าร้านหนังสือแบบไม่มีเป้าหมาย หยิบสุ่มเล่มที่ตนไม่คุ้นมาก่อนไปจ่ายเงิน เป็นวิธีการซื้อหนังสือที่เป็นไปได้ยากสำหรับเรา แต่มันก็เป็นไปแล้ว เมื่อเปิดอ่านเนื้อหาคร่าวๆ แล้วชอบที่คนเขียนแนะนำให้หาความสุขจากการมองดวงดาว จับมือเด็กน้อย หรือจากความโดดเดี่ยวในโรงแรมต่างถิ่นคนเดียว

ปกติก็ไม่ได้คาดหวังผลแบบเป็นรูปธรรมจากหนังสือลักษณะนี้อยู่แล้ว แต่บางบทในเล่มนี้เข้าท่าทีเดียว ชอบบทที่ว่าด้วยสาเหตุที่คนเรามีความสุขจากการที่ได้ร้องไห้ให้กับการจากไปของตัวละครในนิยาย การค้นพบความสุนทรีย์จากการชมงานศิลปะ หรือจะเป็นอารมณ์อบอุ่นที่แทรกอยู่ทั้งเล่มว่า เราต่างเป็นเพียงเศษเสี้ยวในจักรวาลอันยิ่งใหญ่ เมื่อเทียบการขนาดของดวงดาวหรือแม้แต่ต้นสนไซเปรสที่มีชีวิตอยู่ยืนยาวแล้ว ปัญหาของเราแทบไม่ได้สลักสำคัญเท่ากับที่เราคิดเลย

บางทีการมีเป้าหมายอันยิ่งใหญ่อาจไม่สำคัญไปกว่าการรู้จักหยิบฉวยความสุขเล็กๆ น้อยๆ มาเป็นพลังในการใช้ชีวิตในโลกอันโหดร้ายนี้

In deze tijden van sleur en schijnbare afstomping van zintuiglijke festijnen doet het deugd je door deze gedetailleerde beschrijvingen van alledaagse gelukjes te laten meeslepen. Geeft tonnen inspiratie voor dankbaarheid en het vinden van diepere levensvragen in alledaagse dingen.

I tried to hold onto it much longer, but like any small pleasure in this life it has an end.

What a lovely surprise this was and what an ideal book to read on holiday, when you're more likely to start noticing all the small pleasures you might encounter on a daily basis and which, unfortunately, go unnoticed.

The chapters are two-three pages long, so this makes for more than an easy read. There are 51 small pleasures introduced in the book, some more common that others, but almost all of them hold some profound, thought provoking and at times, just darn sweet, insights into the human psyche. They are often presented in such an unassuming way and when least expected, that they made me pause to realise what I had just read and what it means.

In the chapter about the small pleasure of staring out of the window, for example, I found out that the point of staring out of the window is

"[...] an exercise in discovering the contents of our own minds. It's easy to imagine we know what we think, what we feel and what's going on in our heads. But we rarely do entirely. There's a huge amount of what makes us who we are that circulates unexplored and unused."

In the chapter about kissing, I loved the part about how

"kissing is a pleasure, ultimately, because it signals something more exciting even than sex: a brief respite from loneliness."

"if the ways of the north are too dominant and entrenched in your life, you need the virtues of the south."

We're all super busy and sometimes perhaps a bit more cynical than we would like to be; this is a rather lovely reminder about some of the things that you might have forgotten how simple but joyful they can be when experienced, read, seen, felt or tasted. Figs, anyone?

❞ أن المسرّات الصغيرة ليست صغيرة على الإطلاق: إنها «نقاط دخول» إلى أعظم موضوعات حياتنا شأنًا. ❝

عادة ما نشيد بالمسرات الكبيرة في حياتنا أو نربط فرحتنا الكبيرة بتحقيق شئ كبير نود أن نفعله مثلا زيارة للبندقية أو الحصول على شئ ما، وننسى إنه في حياتنا اليومية ومدينتنا وكل ما نملك مسرة من المسرات اللي مش مدركين لها وحاسيين بقيمتها. لو أدركناها هتكون مصدر بهجة وهتؤدي بنا إلى السعادة ف�� حياتنا وشعورنا بالرضا.

يقدم آلان دو بوتون في كتابه مسرات صغيرة واللي حابة أشير بالمناسبة إلى جمال كلمة (مسرة) كإنها فيها لطفة وخفة وبهجة، قدم ٥٢ مسرة وسواء اختلفت أو أتفقت معه في مجموعة المسرات اللي ذكرها بسبب إنها غير اخلاقية أو ليست متفقة مع ديني أو ثقافتي، لن أنكر إنه فكرة الكتاب نفسها حلوة، وفيه مجموعة مسرات ذكرها جميلة ده غير إنها مميزة جدا يعني ممكن لم تكن تخطر على بالي من قبل.

فالمسرة ممكن في تمشية حلوة، أكلة جميلة، إنصات صديق لك، حمام دافئ ... ومع هذا الكتاب هيفتح لك أفاق لمسرات كتيرة جميلة طبعا اللي متفقة مع ديننا وثقافتنا.

كنت هقول أنا هكتب قائمة بالمسرات الموجودة في حياتي ولكن أنا فعلا بفعل ذلك من فترة، دوما بسجل أو بحتفظ بصورة للمسرة صغيرة عملتها أو حصلت لي وكل فترة برج�� افتحه واقرأه وببتهج جدا وبيعطي لي دفعة وطاقة ايجابية للأمام وشعور بالامتنان والرضا والتقدير لي ولكل ما حولي من نعم.🤍

لولا بعض النقط كما ذكرت التي لم أتفق معها، كنت قييمت الكتاب بأربع نجوم.

Think, 'The Book of Awesome' but for Tuesday evenings.
Also, this book is like the antithesis to my all-time favourite, 'The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows'.

Small pleasures is a collection of short essays describing what might be overlooked as everyday mundane features of life as a collection of miracles instead. It is a quick read that makes you feel at home and inspired to pick up the phone to tell somebody that you love them. If you are looking to practice mindfulness, I think this is a great start!

I like the premise of this book. It made me think of what we live for, what it means to be a human being and more importantly what we miss in our existential struggle. I couldn’t identify with certain small pleasures which seem to be rooted in Western culture but I can now make a list of my own.

This book describes, often in tedious and overblown detail, various small pleasures that one might come across in daily life. However, while some entries resonated with me (being awake at dawn, pleasant exhaustion after a productive day, realising you both dislike the same popular person etc), and a fair few were strange but at least somewhat relatable (a night spent alone in a hotel, holding hands with a small child, wallowing in self-pity etc), I found a not insignificant number to be terribly outlandish and pretentious. Like, old stone walls? Cypress trees? FIGS?? The fact that the book simply comprised miscellaneous entries that were devoid of any overarching narrative or structure to keep me hooked, combined with having to comb through layers of impenetrable verbiage, be they about random mundane things like ‘going to the fish shop’, or overwrought musings on the minutiae of ‘midnight walks’, made finishing this book a Herculean task by about midway. Alas, I soldiered through so that I could reap the not-so-small pleasure of dunking on this piece of highfalutin gobbledygook.

“Small pleasures seem small until we pay them greater and more systematic attention”

Going against the Romantic idea that enjoyment comes from things that are rare or difficult to achieve, this book is a beautiful collection of little things in life that are actually not so little. It looks at the why and peels off all layers to help you understand what exactly gives importance to ‘small’ moments.

From the first second it feels like this book really gets you, that it knows you, and has been there with you through the small pleasures you’ve felt along the way. Such a weird yet happy feeling.

Expect an easy read with short descriptions of 51+ small pleasures in life, such as looking at old pictures of your parents and realizing that in some ways you don’t know them at all, how time seems to stop early morning, or admiring cows for seeming not to care about what anybody thinks of them.

Book contains examples of small pleasures we all experience in life together with descriptions on how one pleasure is enjoyed.

In it's bigger picture it tries to convey an important message that small pleasures are not small because they do not give a lot of satisfaction or enjoyment but because they occupy small portion of our thoughts on a daily basis.

We tend to have the Romantic idea of enjoyment that only things which are rare, hard to access or far from our reach can truly satisfy us.

But maybe, through rediscovering the "small" pleasures by paying them greater and more systematic attention we can make to most of the opportunities for satisfaction that come our way on a daily basis :)

bit concerning 💀

Tenemos la costumbre de creer que los placeres son difíciles de conseguir o costosos. A cierto punto estos placeres pueden ser peligrosos para nuestra salud mental y convertirse en un vicio.

Small pleasures nos comparte una lista de placeres pequeños y sanos que podemos disfrutar sin realmente hacer mucho esfuerzo para obtenerlos. Nos explica a detalle los beneficios de cada uno y la manera adecuada de vivirlos.

This book misuses a nice set of small pleasures (e.g. visiting a fish market, being on a small island, contemplating a stone wall, going for a swim in the sea -- just to pick some of my favorites), for the purpose of introducing its "School of Life" psycho-drivel. Forget about enjoying the small pleasure as one should, you (the book always tells *you* what you are supposedly thinking) are somehow hitting "clear" on relationship troubles or forgetting (while thinking about, even though you weren't thinking about) stress at work.
What a waste of a wonderful topic. I could imagine a book that asks a bunch of people (say famous authors?) how they experience some of these small pleasures, or even just find instances of these things being described in literature. That would be an awesome book, but would of course take a lot more effort than resorting to platitudes as this one does.

As I began reading through this assortment of ‘small pleasures’, I found lots of examples which really struck a chord with me. Simple experiences are explored and expanded upon to bring their true delight to the fore. I made mental notes to deeply appreciate these experiences next time I come across them in the future, and every time I put the book down feeling a little happier.

Later in the book I started to understand its more profound purpose - not just recognising the small pleasures presented in the book, but fostering an ideology to recognise one’s own small pleasures in life and take time to ponder about why they are indeed so pleasant.

This book has made me a more mindful, grateful and ultimately better person.

A wonderful book gifted to me by a wonderful friend.

Kleine genoegens stemt nederig. Op een gezonde manier. Niet omdat ik geen oog heb voor de kleine genoegens, maar omdat ik er ook wel vaak overheen kijk. Dank aan Alain de Botton die dit noteerde voor iedereen die t wil zien.

A bit repetitive.

My take away: some small pleasures are so quiet that we easily miss them. There are many sources of happiness all around us that we currently neglect.

A great book to read while vacationing at a cottage… camping….. on a rainy day…

Small pleasures perhaps, for a pessimist.

Ich bin mir immer sehr unsicher gewesen was ich School of Life Büchern für eine Bewertung geben soll. Ich glaube aber mir ist endlich eine vernünftige Aussage eingefallen, die so ziemlich auf jedes the School of Life Buch eintrifft, das ich bisher gelesen hab. Die Bücher zu lesen ist wie eine tiefe Unterhaltung mit Freunden zu haben. Man tauscht sich aus, hört die geheimen Gedanken und damit auch die gewissen Wertvorstellungen, die die jeweiligen Freunde in sich tragen. Man erhält letztendlich einfach eine neue Sichtweise und kann sich gedanklich zu Themen ,bei denen man es häufig nicht tut, austauschen. Und genau das ist was mir an den Büchern so gefällt. Man muss nicht alles als gottgegeben und die objektive Wahrheit ansehen, aber es hilft sich selbst kennenzulernen und vorallem hilft es eventuelle Tücken an einem selbst aufzuweisen, wodurch man sich erst mit diesem Aspekt von sich selbst auseinandersetzen kann.

All in All würde ich allein dafür jedem Buch 5/5 Sternen geben, weil ich durch jedes etwas mehr von mir gelernt hab. Gleichzeitig sind relativ große Teile der Bücher aber auch völlig uninteressant geblieben und das eben macht das Bewerten meiner Meinung nach so schwierig.

Ich denke aber endgültig, dass allein die Möglichkeit dieses Gedankenaustauschs und der Fakt dass ich beim Lesen manchmal nen Wow-Effekt oder einfach ein innig warmes oder andere seltene Gefühle empfinde, genügen um den Büchern 5/5 Sternen zu geben auch wenn sie As A Whole nicht unbedingt so ein rating verdienen.

Perfect little before bed read. Makes you stop and relish in the seemingly inconsequential things.

Τέσσερα έβαλα μέχρι που διάβασα τις τελευταίες είκοσι σελίδες. Μερικές από τις απολαύσεις που περιγράφει είναι hard to take in αλλά σε γενικές γραμμές η γραφή του είναι ευφυέστατη . Όχι γιατί θα ξεκινήσει κανείς την επόμενη μέρα να απολαμβάνει όλες αυτές τις μικρές καθημερινές απολαύσεις αλλά γιατί καταλαβαίνεις πως η κοινωνία που ζούμε μας κάνει να θεωρούμε ότι η απόλαυση είναι δύσκολα προσβάσιμη.

كتاب لطيف ومهم ومُهدّيء. يُفضّل قراءته تشاركيًّا. هكتب عنه أكتر لما أكون أحسن، أو لما العالم يكون أحسن.

What is really going on here?

This book offers a deeper look at fifty-two plausible small pleasures that one can avail oneself to in life. As stated in the preface “Every chapter puts one such moment of enjoyment under a kind of magnifying glass to find out what’s really going on…” The final sentence of the preface is: “This book is a step in a wider cultural project – to move these small pleasures from the margins closer to the centre [SP] of our collective consciousness and our lives.” Missing is the fifty-third small pleasure, which is reading this book. The book about small pleasures is itself a small pleasure.

Indeed though, what is really going on here? Why is there this need to seek out the small pleasures and make them part of a wider consciousness rising cultural enterprise? Why is this the case? The School of Life is presenting a solution without offering a deeper explanation of the problem. Why are the small pleasures needed in the first place? The solution turns out to be no such thing, the small pleasures are just mere distractions from, or consolations for, coping with some sort of vaguely identified and obliquely pointed to problem. What is missing is the explanation as to why these small pleasures and their related consolations and distractions are so important and why the wider cultural project of the School of Life is worth pursuing. Such an explanation would make the book more powerful. Instead, the small pleasures are merely claimed to be necessary. Why? Again, what is going on?

We must not mistake small pleasures for enlightenment. In taking notice of the small pleasures, is the School of Life is telling us that we must lower our expectations in life, of life, of ourselves from others? That we must lower our conceit of attainable felicity as Herman Melville put it in Moby Dick? Small pleasures then are just the small consultations we get for a life of little fulfillment. Small pleasures can be an intellectual retreat from a life unfilled, a life of little merit or satisfaction. Why are we like this, unfilled? It is reality itself of course that refutes all of our consolations, both the small and hard won. Small consolations are the easy consolations and herein is a trap. We are actually in need of less consolation and small pleasure and more awareness and thinking. What is needed is less self-absorption and more self-reflection. Consolations in the face of anxiety should not be a substitute for thinking. It is only with thinking that we gain insight into our way of being in the world, into our experience of existence. To the extent these consolations encourage such thinking and philosophical reflection they are beneficial, to the extent they only offer distraction, they offer only banality. Philosophical refection, thinking, does not offer consolidation, it offers understanding but understanding is the greatest consolation even though we may not like what we find.

The problem not discussed is that we are temporally dynamic beings thrown into a world created in the past, not at all of our own making or choosing; we are then projected into a future whose only certainty is death on a personal level. We are simply fallen into history and then projected beyond ourselves always doing something to accomplish something. We are never free from the tyranny of goals and treachery of plans. We are always doing and pursuing, chasing and achieving, it is in the thought and reflection that goes into the contemplation of philosophy that helps us get back to square so to speak; that helps us get back to ourselves for ourselves. We are on the verge of the oblivion of our being and our identity as such - we are becoming subsumed into the bigness of the global order and here the School of Life tries to offer us a lifeline but without identifying the problem. The problem is that we do not blend well into the big world, hence the need for consolations and small pleasures, perhaps, but not self-absorption. There is a utilitarian technological calculus which is now the march of God through time and the world. Technology is the rendering material the power of God, hence technology is God.

I have found that there is no escape from the tight grip of the practical, utilitarian technological calculus and the insolence of a work-a-day world that frowns upon contemplation as a pernicious and needless eccentricity of the wandering mind or as an appendage of the absent mind, not realizing that a wandering mind is a wondering mind and a wondering mind is the mind ready to embrace philosophical thought. Unfortunately, these small pleasures and consolations offered are still the product of the world and embedded in this world, but I guess it cannot be any other way. I just wonder how good a job they can do in helping us in getting us back to ourselves; to rediscovering ourselves. Is this not what The School of Life is asking us to do? The small pleasures seem to be only mere distractions from the big problems at hand. We cannot hope to understand ourselves solely in terms of small pleasures and in the related consolation and distraction they offer. This would be an oversimplification of our existence of our experience and trivializing the great issues and existential threats facing our civilization.

These small pleasures, as presented in this book, seem to be intended to evoke a mood of good feeling, but this is not enough and by itself is really a false consolation. The small pleasures cannot help us get a past our purely utilitarian bigness of existence. The problem with the small pleasures is that they are small, they offer only consolation and distraction and with them, the risk of self-absorption in the face of the great existential threats. The danger is that they become a personal and private retreat; I fear that this is just how The School of Life offers them, as a personal sanctuary, as an escape from our complex, mechanized, over materialized, modernized, psychologized, hom*ogenized lives. More is needed beyond consolation and distraction to help us equipoise the modern oppression we are under and the threats to which we are subject, but this discussion is beyond the scope of this review.

عمق آلان هذه المرة -بالنسبة لي على الأقل- قد أغرقه.
وأيضًا أسلوبه الأدبي المختلف ، تشعر هنا أن آلان يكتب وهو يركض ، نصوص كتبت على عُجالة.
وفي بعضها تشعر بـ "مبالغة" في البحث عن معنى لمسرّة من المسرات، لذلك أقول أنه غرق هذه المرة.

كنت أعلّق على الكتاب آمال كبيرة
خاب "بعضها" على الأقل.

ووافقته في بعض المسرّات .. واختلفت معه في أخرى.
لم تعجبني طريقته في إيجاد مبررات لبعض المسرّات اللا أخلاقية واختلاقه لها العذر لتصبح مسرّة أيًا كان تبريره.

أعجبني الجزء الأخير جدًا ، دراسة مصغّرة للمسرات.

لكن يكفي آلان فكرة أنه التفت -بينما كان الجميع يركض للأمام دون التفات- لهذه المسرّات الصغيرة ، هذه التي دائمًا ماكانت تلفتني وأجد فيها الرضا.

الفكرة السارّة في هذا الشأن، الاشتراك مع آلان بهذه الالتفاتة .. الاشتراك مع كثيرين اقتنوا الكتاب بحثًا عنها
لم تعد الالتفاتة تخصّك وحدك.

I liked the idea of this book much more than the actual book. I didn’t expect the 52 listed small pleasures listed to hit home and inspire me, and feel like they were written for me. But I’d hoped that a decent amount would. I don’t feel that the writing style generally suited me that well. I am trying to savour more small things tho, so it’s not been without merit.

کتاب میاد سرخوشی‌ها و لذت‌های کوچیک زندگی رو یکی یکی نام می‌بره و توضیح میده. کتابی نیست که چیزی به شما اضافه کنه. فقط بعد از تموم شدن هر فصل (نه حتی همه فصلها) با خودتون میگید ئه چه جالب، منم از این لذت می‌برم. و خب یکم حس خوبی میده. همین. در واقع خوشی‌های کوچک زندگی رو بهمون یادآوری می‌کنه.

Neat idea but the tone and language feels a bit same after a while. Maybe better to just dip in once in a while but I'm not good at experiencing books that way.

What a strange book. A really random fusion of a fever dream and nonsense list of childhood memories.