My own beauty reflected The lake was silent for some time. Finally, it said: "I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty reflected." Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist Narcissus and Goldmund beautyego
Re-learning to learn An Article by Erica Heinz ericaheinz.com Pause at the end of each chapter and try to recall it (Recall) Highlight relevant passages for later comparative reading Analyze the book once I’m finished Explain it to unfamiliar audiences (The Feynman technique) Review topics I care about at regular intervals (Space repetition) learningnotetakingmemory