Covet. Covet. Covet.

[naomikritzer]

So, according to the Ten Commandments, I'm supposed to refrain from coveting my neighbor's house, wife, manservant, maidservant, ox, and ass.

Does that mean I'm also not supposed to covet his exquisite hand-lettered gold-leafed illuminated Bible?

This is such a cool project. It manages to appeal to both my inner religion geek and my inner magpie simultaneously. (Kind of like elisem's necklace Sinners in the Hands of a Mildly Startled Buddha, which I also covet.)

Comments

[skylarker.livejournal.com]

'Covet' is one of those words I wonder about. I don't think it means feeling an ordinary desire for something, since that's at least partly hardwired. I interpret it as a manner of dealing with one's desires: dwelling on them or failing to draw the line that distinguishes when acting on a desire starts to infringe on other people's interests.

In that sense I think you know the difference between your attraction for a lovely object and any impulse that would deprive someone else unfairly. No harm, no blame.