May 8, 2010
Susan Sontag's essays are beautifully precise, clear, and fabulously interesting. I will love her forever if only because she introduced me, via one of her essays, to Walter Benjamin, a German intellectual who spent a good part of his life sitting in a library in Paris researching and writing (but almost never finishing anything ... except his translation of Proust into German).
Kafka's character woke up to find himself a cockroach. I have wanted a better deal; I've wanted often to wake up and find myself to be Walter Benjamin.
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