She wanted to know what American writers I liked. Hawthorne, Henry James, Emily Dickinson… No, living. Ah, well, hmm, let's see: how difficult, the rival factor being what it is, for a contemporary au...
Herman Melville came to see me at the Consulate, looking much as he used to do (a little paler, and perhaps a little sadder), in a rough outside coat, and with his characteristic gravity and reserve o...
Trying to imagine , who found indecorous, at a London performance of —to which in fact he was once taken. Trying to imagine the same for a time-transported —who during his first visit to Europe was e...
I was too much of a Bronx kid to read Emerson or Hawthorne.
I wanted to wake you straightaway, but I knew I had to wait several hours to ensure you were safely recovered.What! How long has it been?Five minutes. I got bored.