Nov
14
“Thus I liv’d mighty comfortably, my Mind being entirely composed by resigning to the Will of God, and throwing my self wholly upon the Disposal of his Providence. This made my Life better than sociable, for when I began to regret the want of Conversation, I would ask my self whether thus conversing mutually with my own Thoughts, and, as I hope I may say, with even God himself by Ejaculations, was not better than the utmost Enjoyment of human Society in the World.”
- from Robinson Crusoe, regarded as the first English novel, by Daniel Dafoe.
While reading this weekend, I found it funny to imagine Crusoe castaway on his deserted island and Tumblin’ these updates to folks back in England.