It is one of the great charms of books that they have to end..

I noticed affixed to a laboratory door the following words: "Les théories passent. Le Grenouille reste. [The theories pass. The frog remains.] &mdash….

It is ourselves we encounter whenever we invent fictions..

It is not expected of critics that they should help us to make sense of our lives; they are bound only to attempt the lesser feat of making sense of ….