“Memory, in short, is engraved not merely by the life we have led but by the life of the mind…by all the lives we so nearly led but missed by an inch, and—if we grant enough leeway to the imagination—by the lives of others, which can cut into ours every bit as sharply as our own experience.” – Anthony Lane, writing about W.G. Sebald in The New Yorker (May 29, 2000)
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Monthly Archives: July 2012
Don’t go get a gun—anger, hope, and compassion are more powerful
To the grieving families of Aurora, Colorado: What happened in that movie theater a week ago, the anguish of losing loved ones in such a swift and horrible way, watching the injured suffer and survivors grieve, is wrenching. Like so … Continue reading
Tarzan—in the jungle we call home
So, I’ve had a post half-ready to go for more than two weeks now. I don’t suffer from writer’s block; can’t even say I have its cousin, blog block. (I’ve written several posts in my head, in addition to the … Continue reading
Posted in Grief & grieving, Memory, Suicide
Tagged addiction, coffee, depression, drug abuse, grief, memory, New York City, prejudice, psychology, suicide
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