Picture yourself having this incredible dream while you're perched up in a tree. But you keep waking up every minute because you can't fall or maybe because you want the dream to become real. That's what it's like...

Stay reckless, kid. It's the only way to squeeze any pleasure out of living in this factory age. Been way too long since I revisited Giono. A conversation with a friend sparked the urge to dive back in...

Nothing really matters except surrendering to the contemplation of the world. Are we masters of our fates, slaves to our egos? Masters of dreams, slaves to what makes them concrete? In 1949, Mao Zedong establishes the People's Republic...

To feel something deeply is to create a chasm between yourself and others who might also feel deeply, but differently. Better to play the piano and forget everything else. This summer, France Culture dedicated one of their series...

History belongs to everyone—objective, infinite. Memory is subjective, selective, finite, fragile. It decomposes and secretes an intimate mythology. While history persists, memory crumbles, ephemeral...

It was a golden age, though. Compared to what's coming. Golden ages always exist in the past. Here's the third and final installment of Jane Smiley's family saga spanning a hundred years of American history...

America's contribution to Christian thought boils down to this: a god who doesn't promise to make you rich isn't worth serving. Richard Weatherford is a pillar of his community in the small town of Stock...

Buru Quartet III. Every significant human enterprise originates not just from a dream but is guided by it, by imagination. This is the third volume of Toer's Indonesian saga, taking us deeper into...

If you need to go all the way to Texas to find something, you probably don't need it. This novel kicks off a trilogy where Jane Smiley tackles a century of American history through the life of one family...

What matters is talking to someone. Otherwise, without them, the individual has no idea what floor they're on and is condemned to fumble desperately in the dark stairwell searching for the light switch. These three floors belong to...