The Salto Mortale

A short reflection on the "Italian Journey" of Goethe

Me and our rental car at a farmer’s market in Sonoma during our honeymoon.

“Naples is a paradise; everyone lives in a state of intoxicated self-forgetfulness, myself included. I seem to be a completely different person whom I hardly recognise. Yesterday I thought to myself: Either you were mad before, or you are mad now.”
—Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Today…