Without further comment... in his inclement, howling old age, Ahab’s soul, shut up in
Listening to a radio broadcast of Eugene Onegin this afternoon prompts me to copy this old post—
At the HD broadcast of Eugene Onegin, subtitles have given me more insight into the characters and action than I've ever had before. I was struck by the similarity of this line in the first scene
God sends us habit instead of happiness
To the conclusion of Pater's The Renaissance
Our failure is to form habits
In the second scene the Nanny is speaking of growing old, but her words could apply to the stroke experience as well.
...My brain is getting dark.
What I once knew I've forgotten.