"My family visited Auschwitz for Christmas that year. It seemed only fitting, for a masochistically-sympathetic group such as ourselves to relive the trauma of our ancestors, specifically, my father’s parents, on such a celebratory occasion."
"For many Americans, the technological leaps made during the Cold War have become synonymous with the Space Race. But an almost forgotten effort involved collaborations from around the globe."
"Tolstoy asked repeatedly, “What am I, and what is the universe?” and reached an end of 'All and nothing.'" An interrogation of being.
A look at memory and representation after World War II, in Alain Resnais’ Night and Fog and W.G. Sebald's Natural History of Destruction.
"The sounds of the city echoed outside, but here inside the West Wing, I found myself confronted by a silent figure: a voiceless thrush in a golden frame." On a relief sculpture by Jean-Antoine Houdon.
"It’s not that I think I deserve things, but I just know when I’m better than the situation I’m in." Fiction.
"There isn’t much relevant about the island, other than it was a mass of concrete and metal. It could have been Tokyo, Alcatraz, or even Los Angeles, and not much would change. It was an island, close to the water, but blooming with unnatural creation. It was difficult to grapple with."