“Literature is more susceptible to these doubts than music or the visual arts, which can at least play at abstract beauty. ­Novels and stories, even poems, are helplessly built from the imperfect stuff: language, history, squalid human incident and dream.” – Remember that time when Jonathan Lethem wrote about Roberto Bolaño’s 2666 for the New York Times? Since that was five years ago today, we figured it was worth revisiting.

J. Hoberman at the New York Times is excellent news.

We’d go see The Princess Bride on stage.

The Toast introduces the Middlemarch book club.

Are writers getting sick of New York?

Bram Stoker’s letter to Walt Whitman.

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