… dark with a heavily loaded trailer behind him. A time would come, he had assured himself with gritted teeth, when these … to time his steps, as back and forth across the steep gradient of the hill, across and back again, he thrust slowly … cordon of soldiers, rifles in hand, stood at frequent intervals around the compound wall. Using his bicycle as a …
… definition that history is mankind thinking about itself becomes increasingly difficult of application as the historian … partook of. But the writer of a college text feels no such false modesty: he will commonly descant on Ghenghis Khan … his spiritual and subjective experience—than all the studies of environment that will ever fill our libraries. We …
… printing, like Gaul, is divided into three parts: design, composition, and presswork. For five hundred years these principal ingredients have stood, defying successive generations to make a … the original sources, notably the inscriptional Roman capitals. Perhaps one may conclude that it is more by accident …
Fiction
… around the Herbst boys when they were having one of their competitive spats? They didn’t look like brothers then, and … Leonard was now living in the basement waiting to die; was dying in the basement one might say, though … no doubt learn to argue early, he was a Herbst wasn’t he. 126-132 By Edith Pearlman …
Essays
… just shy about her English. It turned out we had a lot in common. I saw her a second time a month later in New York … wasn’t a conscious decision; it was simply the more I’d studied at large universities, the more I’d traveled and lived … yet—however naïve this could seem now—I had somehow always also taken for granted that, when the time came to have …
Photography
… years after I left Venezuela for the US with my mother. I’d come on the eve of a constitutional referendum that would allow the indefinite reelection of all officials, including then president Hugo Chávez. Young protesters … a “great victory for the Venezuelan people,” as the Comandante himself would say. But even in the quiet of their …