En fin, toute cette fricassee que je barbouille icy n’est qu’un registre des essais de ma vie….
(All this fricassee I scribble here is nothing but a record of the essays of my life….)
--Michel de Montaigne, “Of Experience”
Monday, March 2, 2015
No Irony Here
"Why is it, do you suppose, that an Englishman is unhappy until he has explained America?" I love this question from E. B. White, and quote it ignoring any ironies about my being an American who taught British literature for 35 years.
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