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January 24, 2019

‘I promised him champagne, Alyosha, on top of everything else, if he brought you to me. Let’s have champagne, I’ll drink, too!’

- Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

Photo by Francois Pistorius on Unsplash

It was 2003 and they were both young and poor and...

June 21, 2018

One life on this earth is all that we get, whether it is enough or not enough, and the obvious conclusion would seem to be that at the very least we are fools if we do not live it as fully and bravely and beautifully as we can.

Frederick Buechner

 © Hotel Ritz Paris...

February 22, 2018

'But no one could erase those small letters, those fly’s feet that Cadmus the Phoenician had scattered across Greece, where the wind had brought him in his quest for Europa carried off by a bull that rose from the sea.'

- Roberto Calasso, The Marriage of Cadmus and Harm...

January 18, 2018

‘One’s life has value so long as one attributes value to the life of others,'

- Simone de Beauvoir

Photo by Gold Coast Media Lab Helensvale Library on Unsplash

Un expresso, sur le zinc, alone, at the café brasserie up the street. To the left, just where Rue Notr...

September 21, 2017

We had champagne on a roof yesterday, on wicker chairs under orange trees, at the very heart of Ashrafieh and rush hour, in a world out of time and place.

We had walked up the Rue du Liban to the point where it meets Abdel Wahab El Inglizi. The cars and their irritated,...

December 15, 2016

'We are looking ahead, as is one of the first mandates given us as chiefs, to make sure [that] every decision that we make relates to the welfare and well-being of the seventh generation to come.

What about the seventh generation? Where are you taking them? What will th...

December 8, 2016

‘The cosmos is within us. We are made of star-stuff. We are a way for the universe to know itself.’

― Carl Sagan

 Vincent Van Gogh, Starry Night over the Rhone (1888)

He would have turned twenty-six two days ago. The little one would have been fourteen. There would have b...

December 1, 2016

‘The object of our lives is to look at, listen to, touch, taste things.  Without them, - these sticks, stones, feathers, shells, - there is no Deity.’

Reginald Horace Blyth

There used to be a perfume store, 16 rue de Bellechasse. Timidly, delicately tucked amidst the...

April 14, 2016

4, 6, 8 … 10 avenue des Champs-Elysées. A century old greenhouse hidden away on one of Paris’s loudest, most hurried streets. White wood paneling, sunlight streaming in. In summertime, the terrace looks onto the Grand Palais.

 

From the kitchen’s innocently open windows,...

March 24, 2016

Just after dawn, we get up,
without coffee, and let the dog lead us
through a grove of wind-stunted trees,
spiked succulents, red-berried holly,
and over the dune ridge out of the gray
of still sleeping minds

 

Margarita Quesada Schmidt, Arbol Rojo (1994) 

 

On his fourth...

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