While reading pleasurably by the pool this weekend, Izzy came across a passage from John Keats’ letters in which the poet explains his cure for depression:
“Whenever I find myself growing vapourish, I rouse myself, wash and put on a clean shirt, brush my hair and clothes, tie my shoestrings neatly, and in fact adonize as I were going out—then all clean and comfortable I sit down to write. This I find the greatest relief.”
Gentlemen suffering from the blues, adonize thyselves!
Men suffer from the vapours too?
Comment by Phyllis — August 8, 2006 @ 11:06 pm
Sounds like lovely advice for anyone suffering from a case of malaise.
Comment by Never teh Bride — August 9, 2006 @ 2:18 pm