“Unless I am in love with them, I am delighted to see my friends for an hour, and then I want to be alone like Greta Garbo.”
W.H. Auden, letter to Caroline Newton (April 13, 1942)
Terry Teachout on the arts in New York City
“Unless I am in love with them, I am delighted to see my friends for an hour, and then I want to be alone like Greta Garbo.”
W.H. Auden, letter to Caroline Newton (April 13, 1942)
“Unless I am in love with them, I am delighted to see my friends for an hour, and then I want to be alone like Greta Garbo.”
W.H. Auden, letter to Caroline Newton (April 13, 1942)
Once I laughed when I heard you saying
That I’d be playing solitaire,
Uneasy in my easy chair.
It never entered my mind.
Once you told me I was mistaken,
That I’d awaken with the sun
And order orange juice for one.
It never entered my mind.
You have what I lack myself
And now I even have to scratch my back myself.
Once you warned me that if you scorned me
I’d sing the maiden’s prayer again
And wish that you were there again
To get into my hair again.
It never entered my mind.
Lorenz Hart, “It Never Entered My Mind” (music by Richard Rodgers)
Once I laughed when I heard you saying
That I’d be playing solitaire,
Uneasy in my easy chair.
It never entered my mind.
Once you told me I was mistaken,
That I’d awaken with the sun
And order orange juice for one.
It never entered my mind.
You have what I lack myself
And now I even have to scratch my back myself.
Once you warned me that if you scorned me
I’d sing the maiden’s prayer again
And wish that you were there again
To get into my hair again.
It never entered my mind.
Lorenz Hart, “It Never Entered My Mind” (music by Richard Rodgers)
I drove up to Massachusetts last Sunday to see the Williamstown Theatre Festival’s big-budget production of Tom Stoppard’s On the Razzle. The night before I went uptown to Harlem to see a free outdoor performance of A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Both shows gave me great pleasure, and I’ve written about them in today’s Wall Street Journal drama column.
In brief:
“On the Razzle” is Mr. Stoppard’s English-language adaptation of Johann Nestroy’s “Einen jux will er sich machen,” the same 1842 play whose subplot Thornton Wilder borrowed for “The Matchmaker,” which in turn became “Hello, Dolly!” Any way you dish it up, it’s a lunatic spree in which Herr Zangler (Michael McKean, lately of “Hairspray” and “A Mighty Wind”), purveyor of expensive foodstuffs, travels to Vienna in search of romance and promptly sticks his head into a noose of comic chaos tied and tightened by his thrill-seeking assistants Weinberl (Robert Stanton) and Christopher (John Lavelle)….
With 22 speaking parts and a hell of a lot of sets, “On the Razzle” is hard to produce save at a festival, and Roger Rees, Williamstown’s new artistic director, is to be commended for giving it the deluxe treatment (Neil Patel’s d
“The reader who, instead of being keen to learn, is intent only on finding fault, will simply not learn anything. He likes to criticize.”
Arthur Schopenhauer, Manuscript Remains (courtesy of Superfluities)
“The reader who, instead of being keen to learn, is intent only on finding fault, will simply not learn anything. He likes to criticize.”
Arthur Schopenhauer, Manuscript Remains (courtesy of Superfluities)
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