I bristle at those who say to presenters, “Just be yourself.” Which self? The self that converses with my best friend’s grandmother at her dining room table, or the guy who teases his teammates and drinks beer while taking off
In a piece originally written in the late 1860’s, but published in The Atlantic many years later, Henry James Sr., the father of Henry James the novelist and William James the philosopher-psychologist, sought to explain just what it was about
I have found that if you go every summer to the same place, whether it’s the mountains, a lake, or the beach, every summer feels the same. They all bleed into one another, and when you sit around trying to