Diderot, a French philosopher of the 18th, laments the loss of his old dressing gown, which he wore around the house for casual clothing. He bought an expensive new one, but regrets his old comfortable one.
He wrote :
“My friends, keep your old friends”
I like it : it’s the contrary of what you’ll read everywhere! The whole world seems to associate success and freedom to speed, goals and ignoring of the old and the past. I like to think the other way.
I love the tools here.
- Starting from scratch is maybe less effective than adding a room to the existing house.
- We sometimes don’t need to “replace” things, but use what we comfortably have.
I found the Diderot story in a French Chantal Thomas book, “Café Vivre”, made of two or three pages chronicles.
It’s a good book if you learn French : texts are short, and full of frenchness, I suppose. Curiosity, a way of inventing slow moments to contemplate the world, traveling, culture, It’s a happy book !
She talks about Patti Smith and Roland Barthes, Hokusai, Sade and Saint Patrick, about New York city in spring, old houses on the French seashore, swimming and Canada.
What old friends will you keep?
Thanks for reading!