Sublime

Welty’s “Why I Live at the P.O.” to illustrate the unreliable narrator

“A little learning is a dangerous thing; / Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring.”)

Kilgore Trout was and is a science-fiction writer, of course.

Il faisait très beau. Les marronniers du Luxembourg étaient en fleur. On ressentait cette agréable impression que procure, de bonne heure, le début d'un jour très chaud.

Gilbert Keith Chesterton—that Catholic equivalent of Hotei, the “laughing Buddha”—who, though neither a great poet nor a great theologian, had the sort of bewitched imagination from which great poetry and theology can be made. He shone as an essayist and fantast, and of all his many essays the most profound and provoking was “On Nonsense,” the

He hears his dead undergrad mentor quoting Mark Twain. If you tell the truth, you don’t have to remember anything. “In the field. I seem to have gotten a little lost.”