The few self help and TED-style books I read (or started to read) were utter shite and might as well be summarised in a tweet. The moment I really enjoyed read

The few self help and TED-style books I read (or started to read) were utter shite and might as well be summarised in a tweet. The moment I really enjoyed reading was when I dropped the idea of absorbing as much information as possible. Being comfortable with reading something that does not immediately return some value. What reading can uniquely offer is a conversation with a very clever mind who might be dead for a hundred years. You can stop, pause think. Reread that section. Put it in current context and see what you make of it. Take a break, walk around, watch the birds and come back. You might even find that a 10 verse poem about a blue butterfly carries more weight than any recent self-help book.