Calligraphy, said Plato, is the physical manifestation of an architecture of the soul. That being so, mine must be a turf-and-wattle kind of soul, since my handwriting would be disowned by a backward cat; whereas yours, particularly on your charts, has a most elegant flow and clarity, the outward form of a soul that might have conceived the Parthenon.
by Patrick O'Brian
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In this excerpt, Plato's idea of calligraphy as an expression of one's inner self is explored. The speaker humorously reflects on their own handwriting, likening it to a crude construction, suggesting a disorganized or chaotic inner nature. This self-deprecation contrasts sharply with the beauty and clarity found in the handwriting of another, indicating a more refined and harmonious soul. Such elegance suggests a person capable of creating monumental works like the Parthenon.

This passage highlights the connection between art, writing, and personality. The comparison serves not only as a critique of one's own skills but also as an admiration for another's talent. The writer's acknowledgment of their shortcomings in calligraphy illustrates a deeper understanding of how one's external expressions can reflect internal qualities, reinforcing the notion that art can be a window into the soul.

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