Possibly, he was in a state of second growth and recovery, and was constantly assimilating nutriment for his spirit and intellect from sights, sounds, and events which passed as a perfect void to persons more practised with the world. As all is activity and vicissitude to the new mind of a child, so might it be, likewise, to a mind that had undergone a kind of new creation, after its longsuspended life.
The author indicts our culture's rush toward efficiency, speed, quantification, and distraction and counters with the value of the time and attention required to find the best words and images and then hold them together in ways that illuminate. This, she diagnoses, is now wildly countercultural. It is inefficient. Its value is not readily quantifiable. Its utility is intangible.