A review by xoshea
We Learn Nothing by Tim Kreider

I didn't love this book. In fact, I wanted, several times, to just abandon it altogether. I realize that personal essays are not my favorite, and while I did love a couple of the essays this guy published in the New York Times, reading a whole bunch of them at once, was a bit, well, overwhelming.

I did really appreciate, though, that near the end, when I was on the verge of abandoning this book entirely, he included a quote from Ranier Maria Rilke, from Letters to a Young Poet, and, for that reason alone, I am glad I kept reading.

“Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.” -- Rilke