Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, / That dost not bite so nigh / As benefits forgot: / Though thou the waters warp, / Thy sting is not so sharp / As friend remember'd not.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Sunday, August 03, 2008
Lee Israel: Memoirs of a Literary Forger
«Noël Coward's soi-disant letters were typed by me on what I remember was a 1950ish Olympia manual, solid as a rock, bigger than a bread box, not so much portable as luggable. (Noël's Olympia was the one I would have the most trouble schlepping when the FBI was about to come calling.)»
New York Times Sunday Book Review by Thomas Mallon
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