Bernard of Clairvaux

Reading Bernard of Clairvaux as an undergraduate, laying on an overstuffed antique couch in the Morrison Library at UC Berkeley, transformed me from a linguist into a medievalist. I suppose Marshall Sahlins turned me into an anthropologist.

Still I noticed yesterday, when I was looking for a book at the Arni Magnusson Institute, how my eyes fell on the spine of one about Bernard of Clairvaux, and now tonight, when I cannot get back to sleep, I regret not having some medieval meditative philosophy to keep me company.

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