"We care what happens to people only in proportion as we know what people are." ~ Henry James
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"And, he might have added, we know what people are only by seeing what they do when confronted with what happens to them." ~ Wendy Lesser, "Why I Read"

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"We care what happens to people only in proportion as we know what people are." ~ Henry James
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"And, he might have added, we know what people are only by seeing what they do when confronted with what happens to them." ~ Wendy Lesser, "Why I Read"
Diary
My daughter sent me two wonderful poems. Poesis galore, and she has a feeling for the uncanny - for seeing it, as it’s often hidden in the everyday. Last night, I read a truly funny yet moving account by Elizabeth Tennant of poets encountered. This in the latest Threepenny Review. I sat at a dinner table with her some years back - a fundraiser for this quarterly, published by my neighbor Wendy Lesser, who’s also its editor.
Wendy Lesser’s “Scandinavian Noir” is an inquiry into a region and its people through four decades of reading its hottest fictional export.
Scandinavian Noir: In Pursuit of a Mystery by Wendy Lesser https://amzn.to/2WeOENb
Jerome Robbins: A Life in Dance by Wendy Lesser Jerome Robbins (1918–1998) was born Jerome Wilson Rabinowitz and grew up in Weehawken, New Jersey, where his Russian-Jewish immigrant parents owned the Comfort Corset Company.
What shall I read next in the nonfiction genre?
And the reverie I fell into as I listened to Brahms’s music was not about God triumphing over death, but about music and death grappling with each other. Death was chasing me, and I was fleeing from it, and it was pounding toward me; it was pounding in the music, but the music was also what was helping me to flee. And, as in a myth or a fairy tale, I sensed that what would enable me to escape — not forever, because all such escapes are temporary, but to escape just this once — would be if I looked death, Lenny’s death, in the face: if I turned back and looked at it as clearly and sustainedly as I could bear.
- Wendy Lesser
Desire is irresponsible. You can't say that desire is a sense of purity. It has its own purity, but in the making of things great impurities can happen.
Louis Kahn, quoted by Wendy Lesser in You Say to Brick, FS&G, 2017, pp. 333-334.
To express is the reason for living.
Louis Kahn, quoted by Wendy Lesser in You Say to Brick, FS&G, 2017, p. 287.