“I looked for my friends, but I never could find them. I found they were all rank strangers to me…”
“I looked for my friends, but I never could find them. I found they were all rank strangers to me…”
From Marshall Berman All that is Solid Melts into Air, with a gorgeous chapter on Gogol and modernity, I must read Dead Souls. From Dead Souls, keep the flame alive, I must read a Gogol bio. Turns out Nobokov wrote one of the most freewheeling lit bios ever…
From Marshall Berman All that is Solid Melts into Air, with a gorgeous chapter on Gogol and modernity, I must read Dead Souls. From Dead Souls, keep the flame alive, I must read a Gogol bio. Turns out Nobokov wrote one of the most freewheeling lit bios ever…