The butchery is on top of a hill above the Village of Repton. I don’t know why they have a bench there. It’s the only shop. Maybe they sit there. The butchers, that is. And look out over the Valley. I was going to sit there but I didn’t. I just wondered why the bench faces away from the view. A lot of them do that.
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley,Frankenstein, 1818.
It seems that she was in the process of monster creating when she wrote the lines above. That makes it an interesting remark.
I have had a steady purpose now for over 23 years and it has done a lot to calm a rambling mind and soothe a tortured soul.
My friend in Murwillumbah, Michael, calls it primary purpose.
a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye.
Home peacefully with just the horses.