Of balance sheets

I am a proud full-charge bookkeeper. Here is what a better writer than I has to say, in the person of Thomas Cromwell, about accounting:

It’s easy to employ some child who will total the columns and push them under your nose, get them initialed and then lock them in a chest. But what’s the point of that? The page of an accounts book is there for your use, like a love poem. It’s not there for you to nod and then dismiss it; it’s there to open your heart to possibility. It’s like the scriptures; it’s there for you to think about, and initiate action. Love your neighbor. Study the market. Increase the spread of benevolence. Bring in better figures next year.

—Hilary Mantel, “Wolf Hall”