lunch

Lovely time at lunch today with the (large) crowd assembled to discuss My Name is Asher Lev. Maybe I will do On the Road next time. Rest of afternoon spent vegging with Georges Simenon, who I figured was reasonably different from Potok. Now I have an overwhelming sense of freedom, and two days to pack Continue reading lunch

qotd 2

I hate getting older — it forces me to readjust my preconceptions of what “young” is constantly. “Thoroughly unprepared, we take the step into the afternoon of life; worse still, we take this step with the false assumption that our truths and ideals will serve us hitherto. But we cannot live the afternoon of life Continue reading qotd 2

qotd

Before I compose a piece, I walk around it several times, accompanied by myself. –Erik Satie