"...when he reads...yawns plenty and easily falls into sleep. He rubs his eyes and stretches his arms. His eyes wander from the book. He stares at the wall and then goes back to his reading for a little. He then wastes his time hanging on to the end of the words, counts the pages, ascertains how the book is made, finds faults with the wring and the design. Finally he just shuts it and uses it as a pillow. Then he falls into a sleep not too deep, because hunger wakes his soul up and he begins to concern himself with that."
(describing someone with the demon of acedia.)
Acedia and Me
Kathleen Norris
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