Jonathan Franzen: Twitter Is “Irresponsible Medium”

“Twitter is unspeakably irritating. Twitter stands for everything I oppose,” said Franzen, according to Attenberg. “It’s hard to cite facts or create an argument in 140 characters … It’s like if Kafka had decided to make a video semaphoring The Metamorphosis. Or it’s like writing a novel without the letter ‘P’… It’s the ultimate irresponsible medium. People I care about are readers … particularly serious readers and writers, these are my people. And we do not like to yak about ourselves.”

Epicurus Was No Epicurean

For Christian Europeans, the Greek philosopher’s name became a byword for luxuriant sensuality; for Jews, his name denoted a godless heretic. While Epicurus was indeed godless and heathen (he believed in no deities), he was by no means a hedonist: his thought, in fact, was close to that of the Stoics.

How Does Fran Leibovitz Feel About Polar Fleece? (Just About How You’d Expect)

Leibovitz: “I actually hiked once, and it’s possible that it was the worst experience I ever had outdoors. And I was in Alaska–a very beautiful place. To me, it’s meaningless. I don’t see the point of it. It’s a hard–physically–thing. I found it hard. And when you get there, there’s nothing there, just more of what you passed.”

Charles Laughton’s Second Career As A Director

By the late 1940s, the man who had been Hollywood’s top character actor – Olivier called him a genius – was losing his way, parodying himself in mediocre films. Then he returned to the stage as Brecht’s Galileo, led a company of young movie actors in staged readings of classics, and ultimately directed Henry Fonda in The Caine Mutiny on Broadway and Robert Mitchum in The Night of the Hunter on celluloid.

Portrait Of The Artist As A Young Lesbian Pentecostal

“When Jeanette Winterson was a child – a redheaded scrap of a thing, as fierce and self-willed as Jane Eyre but readier with her fists – she … was adopted, raised by evangelical Pentecostals in a working-class town in northern England in the 1960s and ’70s. … To the dismay of her mother, Winterson turned out to be brilliant, literary, defiant and gay.”