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Monday, February 26, 2007

Looking At Bellow

"I looked up and caught the novelist's steady stare taking in the small tableau of us: Madonna and kvetch. His face was turned slightly away so that his gaze came canted, parallel to the rays of the chill sun. There was a slight smile. I didn't for a moment imagine it was moistened with sentimentality."

- Rebecca Newberger Goldstein recalls her encounter with Saul Bellow


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