“Only a mediocre writer is always at his best.”
W. Somerset Maugham, introduction to The Portable Dorothy Parker
Terry Teachout on the arts in New York City
“Only a mediocre writer is always at his best.”
W. Somerset Maugham, introduction to The Portable Dorothy Parker
I’ve just given the right-hand column an extensive updating. New items abound. Take a gander.
I am now officially over the flu. Regular blogging resumes on Monday!
I kept on seeing shows while I was sick, and I report on three of them in today
“For each illness that doctors cure with medicine, they provoke ten in healthy people by inoculating them with the virus that is a thousand times more powerful than any microbe: the idea that one is ill.”
Marcel Proust, The Guermantes Way
How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen,
What old December
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“Bach no more composed for us than he lived for us. His music comes from far away; it speaks a language that we understand yet in which we hear echoes of another language, outside our expressive range.”
Martin Geck, Johann Sebastian Bach: Life and Work (trans. John Hargraves)
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