The Dining Room

Memory is a tricky thing. I always thought I wasn't much good at remembering things. There are a very few moments, perhaps, more like a scrapbook, »

"The Crack Up"

“It was strange to have no self — to be like a little boy left along in a big house, who knew that now he could do »

Days Well Spent

There are a million ways to fill a day. Endless choices etching the boundaries and contents of our lives. Not to overdo the philosophy on a »

Some (more) thoughts on books...

I’ve been reorganizing my apartment lately, and that means, in large part, reorganizing my books. My books and bookshelves for sure comprise the most significant »