The words, like his lovely silken hair, cascaded like a mountain-brooke. I didnt understand what they meant, but i could tell they were saying something that gave him a sense of purpose. The poignance hit harder by virtue of the fact that i found i couldn't relate.I thought i had moved away from an academic understanding of the world. Probably. But to lull oneself into a stupor of living-like-you-are can't be right. If I can shake out of this, I know I'll understand Spanish.