Enjoyed Cynthia Ozick’s story “The Coast of New Zealand” in The New Yorker

A meditation on sense of brightly burning life when 99.9% of us are nervous about confronting the boss, and second-guess ourselves, and maybe just think of what we would have said had we burned brighter inside, suffer the indignity of knowing that we should have burned brighter, and still can’t figure out what burning brighter is better, if in the end it means rearranging piles of books of stories. At least that was my initial impression. But that is what an epigram does?

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Economist at Santa Clara University and Director of Friends of African Village Libraries.
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