by Jonathan Safran Foer
“How Not To Be Alone,” The New York Times
by Jonathan Safran Foer
“How Not To Be Alone,” The New York Times
6/17/10
My dearest Ruth -
You are the only person I have loved in my life, setting aside, a bit, parents and kids and their kids, and I have admired and loved you almost since the day we first met at Cornell some 56 years ago.
What a treat it has been to watch you progress to the very top of the legal world!
I will be in JH Medical Center until Friday, June 25, I believe, and between then and now I shall think hard on my remaining health and life, and whether on balance the time has come for me to tough it out or to take leave of life because the loss of quality now simply overwhelms. I hope you will support where I come out, but I understand you may not. I will not love you a jot less.
Marty
“Heavyweight: How Ruth Bader Ginsburg has moved the Supreme Court.” Jeffrey Toobin. The New Yorker. March 11, 2013.
by Jill Lepore
from “Battleground America: One nation, under the gun;” The New Yorker; April 23, 2012
by Mark Strand
Even this late it happens:
the coming of love, the coming of light.
You wake and the candles are lit as if by themselves,
stars gather, dreams pour into your pillows,
sending up warm bouquets of air.
Even this late the bones of the body shine
and tomorrow’s dust flares into breath.
From The Writer’s Almanac on April 20, 2012.
“A Girl Who Reads” by Mark Grist, via MarietteGemini