Carmichael was, like many Americans, a divided soul, part nomad and part homebody, who seemed a little bit at home everywhere, but was probably more so someplace else, if he could just find it.

Mankind has always made too much of its saints and heroes, and how the latter handle the fuss might be called their final test.

When a reviewer says that Malamud is second only to Bellow, it means he really isn't thinking about either of them. When he's reading Malamud he's thinking abo…

It had always been a notion of mine that sanity is like a clearing in the jungle where the humans agree to meet from time to time and behave in certain fixed w…

I am a citizen of the world, known to all and to all a stranger.

My choice is the old world - my choice, my need, my life.

She had never known before how much the country meant to her. The chirping of the insects in the long grass had been like the sweetest music. She had felt as i…