Sublime

Dad compared himself and Lenny with Gerald and Sara Murphy, socialites who entertained the great artists of the Lost Generation on the French Riviera, and on whom Fitzgerald based Nicole and Dick Diver in Tender Is the Night.

Or consider the line drawn by Mr. Jaffe at the candy store around our corner—a line so well understood by his customers and by other storekeepers too that they can spend their whole lives in its presence and never think about it consciously. One ordinary morning last winter, Mr. Jaffe, whose formal business name is Bernie, and his wife, whose forma

New York, and I prowled around our apartment in the early morning dark looking for Cary Grant’s old pretzels. I was so hungry, I would have eaten anyone’s old pretzels, but the odds on finding my fellow Fabergé director’s were better because Cary has lent Luisa and me his 27th-floor apartment in the Warwick Hotel while we are in New York.

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“That’s my favorite kind of music,” Abe said. “I call it afternoon music. You don’t want to listen to it too early in the day, or the day’ll be lost to you.” Abe put his arms around Sadie. “You’re an

These were his people. Failed artists. Rejected musicians and writers. Part-time idealists and closet visionaries. As a young man, he’d been an idealist in a corrupt world. It was no surprise that he’d turned out equally as corrupt, just a new and different form of corrupt.

Charles Dickens

A little more than an hour later, at around 5:30 p.m., Preston walked out of his bedroom for what would be the last time in his life.