Posted on November 12 2024
It is a peculiar folly of our age, a madness that seems to have infected the very marrow of our modern bones, that we have come to despise the small things. We are forever chasing after the grand and the glorious, the monumental and the massive, as if size alone could confer significance. Our eyes are constantly lifted to the horizon, searching for the next big thing, the revolutionary idea, the world-changing event. But in this mad pursuit of the colossal, we have forgotten the divine dignity of the diminutive. We have, in our modern mania, made the grievous error of mistaking bigness for greatness.