My continued Gertrude Stein reading adventure has me convinced that Gertrude Stein is the best to read when you are ill.  She has this feverish incanting — not unlike Latin benediction — that reminds you that you have never felt as sick before and never will feel as sick again as this sick moment. Or at least you won’t remember such during the next ill moment.

Today I was reading her Good Anna (Three Lives) again, I was not ill and it dawned on me in this reading how concerned her sentences are with measuring time.