The Pursuit of Love by Nancy Mitford
From a very early age—all the way back to my first grade reader, A Pig Can Jig—I have always skipped to the last page of a book and read the ending. Once I’m engaged by a story (usually within . . .
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Works of art are of an infinite loneliness and with nothing to be so little reached as with criticism. Only love can grasp and hold and fairly judge them. — Rainer Maria Rilke