I’m still in the dissertation phase called “reading other people’s works all day and hoping one day you’ll produce original thoughts of your own”. Luckily, I love being able to legitimately dip into any book that strikes my fancy, and I like highlighting and taking notes.
That said, reading all day, every day, sometimes kills me. Which is why it’s good to come across sentences like these in (otherwise) serious academic works:
… the sacred is a cultural construct, a value conferred by the faithful. Crassly put, one person’s sacred cow is another person’s hamburger (69-70).
(Tom Mould, Still, the small voice: narrative, personal revelation, and the Mormon folk tradition (2011).)
Thanks, Mr. Mould, for both the reminder and the startling image to start off my day this morning.