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...differences between Danny and me go far beyond our full-foot gap in height. He loves sports and military history and wears sweatpants; I adore poetry and trail empty coffee cups and dangly earrings. His primary activities at Harvard have been organizing intramurals and mentoring a boy from Dorchester; mine has been writing for The Crimson. His intellect and strong sense of justice hide underneath a façade of goofy humor and rebelliousness; my sense of humor jumps out from behind a screen of passionate literary and political chatter...
...future events is the past. We have no other way to tell the future, and we cannot know if the choices we are making will turn out for the best. We have each made our share of mistakes, and there are many out there who can attest to mine. There are the courses and the tequila shots I shouldn’t have taken, the darks and whites I should have separated, the office hours I should have attended, the papers I should have started a few days earlier, and the arguments I should have conceded. There are the times...
...could give the book loads of my own memories and feel like my privacy was still protected. Everyone at 16, for example, has someone they fall in love with, but never tell." Eco pauses, gives a melancholy smile: "Well, in this case, the girl in the book was really mine." Eco's popular success as a writer derives from his ability to convey complex ideas simply and to let those ideas and his learned - sometimes arcane - references support his plots, rather than weigh them down. Foucault's Pendulum, published in 1988, tells the story of three men in modern Italy...
Cunningham wants to be clear up front about the whole Whitman thing. "That came in later," he says, over a double cappuccino at a Greenwich Village cafe. "I suspect it will look to some people like [I thought], 'Virginia Woolf was a gold mine. I might as well try to cash in on Whitman as well.'" The poet appears in person only in the book's first part, a grim, oddly lyrical look at the lives of poor factory workers trapped in the filth and squalor of 19th century Manhattan. "Who was striding through all that but Mr. Walt Whitman...
Goldin, who kept her name when she married in 1979, was inspired to do the study in part because her niece, a lawyer, changed hers. "She felt that her generation of women didn't have to do the same things mine did, because of what we had already achieved," Goldin says. "They would uphold all the ideals of gender equality but didn't have to proclaim it with their surname." In other words, women had come far enough that names didn't matter...