Strangers in the Night or Day/ Thomas Mann
Nothing is stranger, more delicate, than the relationship between people who know each other only by sight—who encounter and observe each other daily, even hourly, and yet are compelled by constraints of convention or their own temperament to keep up the pretense of being indifferent strangers, neither greeting nor speaking to each other. Between them […]
An exemption for our kids
Sorry, guys, this post is an exemption to my rule of staying away from politics. This blog deals with literature. Yet, I cannot stand idle and abandon our kids as they lie down in front of the White House fighting for their lives. The gravity of the situation demands it. I realize my words will […]
