The New Yorker, 2007-12-1{0,7}

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"Sleepers: Young Fogy" / Lauren Collins
__ “Doing Latin was a bit like wearing X-ray specs,” he said. “Everywhere I went, I had the pleasure of knowledge.”
__ He said he loved “Church Going,” the Philip Larkin poem about a young man who will “forever be surprising / A hunger in himself to be more serious.”

Louis Menad: the diary's absolute fidelity to the present

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"Pinstripes Dept.: Dial-a-Rabbi" / Lizzie Widdicombe
__ ... his twelve-thirty—a neuroscientist at Mount Sinai who was looking to the Kabbalah to illuminate his findings on postpartum depression.

"“Giuliani Time!”: The Rudy Quiz" / Paul Slansky
(d) “He is not bound by the truth. I have studied animal life, and their predator/prey relations are more graceful than his.”
(f ) “He is a small man in search of a balcony.”

"Treasure Hunt" / Hugh Eakin
__ By talking openly about the problems of the market, and acting to return pieces that hadn't been requested, she attracted scrutiny of the rest of the collection.

"None of the Above" / Malcolm Gladwell
__ “Chinese Americans are an ethnic group for whom high achievement preceded high I.Q. rather than the reverse,”

Lucas Cranach the Elder: The Cranach family’s genealogy is still traced in Germany, where descendants have included Goethe and Manfred von Richthofen, the Red Baron.

{William Styron, Malcolm Lowry... what's with The New Yorker and tormented writers lately?}

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