{"serial":"BRIEF-2026-05-10-03","doc":"brief-2026-05-10","position":3,"body_html":"<h1>What does this passage call the source of life force? Where do yours come from?</h1>\n<p class=\"muted\">Theme: <strong>energy</strong> &middot; card 3/4 &middot; 2026-05-10</p>\n<blockquote>After all, one just &quot;has no ear for it&quot;; and so the most marked contrasts of style are not heard, and the most delicate artistry is as it were SQUANDERED on the deaf.--These were my thoughts when I noticed how clumsily and unintuitively two masters in the art of prose-writing have been confounded: one, whose words drop down hesitatingly and coldly, as from the roof of a damp cave--he counts on their dull sound and echo; and another who manipulates his language like a flexible sword, and from his arm down into his toes feels the dangerous bliss of the quivering, over-sharp blade, which wishes to bite, hiss, and cut.</blockquote>\n<p class='muted'>&mdash; Friedrich Nietzsche, <em>Beyond Good and Evil</em></p>\n<p class='muted'><em>Notes go here when you tap capture or note above.</em></p>","captures":[],"notes":"","comments":[]}