On the floor of an old factory in Boston: fungus, dirt, and scat. On the walls: 8,000 books, a record of William James's obsession with the supernatural... more »
Have you forsaken the possibility of transcendence and settled for a life of safety and predictability? Blame Shakespeare and Freud... more »
"Free-floating hostility is the ether in which most writers cavort," says Joseph Epstein, who is quite familiar with literary malice... more »