<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664</id><updated>2009-08-04T08:52:24.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bibliophagia</title><subtitle type='html'>*the devouring of books and the written word*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Books are good things, most of the time.&lt;br&gt;Here's a desultory look at what I'm reading and how I'm thinking about it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In other words, A Reader's Tale.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-8750678613690586257</id><published>2007-08-04T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T10:00:14.987-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocab'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;atrabilious&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span class="sense_label start"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;given to or marked by melancholy &lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; gloomy; &lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_content"&gt;2 ill-natured, peevish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-8750678613690586257?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/8750678613690586257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/8750678613690586257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2007/08/atrabilious-1-given-to-or-marked-by.html' title=''/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-4798336041720309736</id><published>2007-07-18T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T12:08:26.308-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocab'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;fistic&lt;/span&gt; =  Function: &lt;i&gt;adjective&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; of or relating to boxing or to fighting with the fists &lt;&lt;i&gt;fistic&lt;/i&gt; prowess&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-4798336041720309736?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/4798336041720309736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/4798336041720309736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2007/07/fistic-function-adjective-of-or.html' title=''/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-8662238351625985549</id><published>2007-07-12T13:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T13:10:47.141-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotation'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"She must now learn, if she would not be ridiculous, since she cannot bring her deeds up to the level of her words, to reduce her words to the level of her performances."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;--from the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;British Quarterly Review&lt;/span&gt;, 1871&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I came across this bit of text while proofreading for &lt;a href="http://pgdp.net/c/"&gt;Distributed Proofreaders&lt;/a&gt;.  (It's 577.png, if anyone's really interested.)  Here the author is describing the state of affairs in France following the devastating defeat in the Franco-Prussian War.  Good advice, even today, n'est-ce pas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-8662238351625985549?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/8662238351625985549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/8662238351625985549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2007/07/she-must-now-learn-if-she-would-not-be.html' title=''/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-7566628178575060663</id><published>2007-07-05T18:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T18:58:01.680-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotation'/><title type='text'>crocodile tears</title><content type='html'>From &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Othello&lt;/span&gt;, Act IV, scene 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Des.  I have not deserved this.          235&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lod.  My lord, this would not be believed in Venice,&lt;br /&gt;Though I should swear I saw 't: 'tis very much:&lt;br /&gt;Make her amends; she weeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oth.          O devil, devil!&lt;br /&gt;If that the earth could teem with woman's tears,&lt;br /&gt;Each drop she falls would prove a crocodile.       240&lt;/blockquote&gt;So that's where "crocodile tears" comes from!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of pgdp.net :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-7566628178575060663?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/7566628178575060663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/7566628178575060663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2007/07/crocodile-tears.html' title='crocodile tears'/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-2205485258822156451</id><published>2007-03-24T23:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:28:17.081-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotation'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"We know what happens to people who stay in the middle of the road. They get run over."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;~ Aneurin Bevan&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Welsh labor leader &amp;amp; politician  (1897 - 1960)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-2205485258822156451?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/2205485258822156451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/2205485258822156451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2007/03/we-know-what-happens-to-people-who-stay.html' title=''/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-4634991698947399199</id><published>2007-03-13T11:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:40:50.421-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotation'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"To have a right to do a thing is not at all the same as to be right in doing it."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- G. K. Chesterton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This quotation struck me rather strongly, probably because of a recent conversation on abortion rights, the ethics/morality of abortion, and the logical consistency of seemingly every possible position on the matter.  In many ways, I think this comment from Chesterton summarizes my own feelings.  After all, immoral != illegal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-4634991698947399199?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/4634991698947399199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/4634991698947399199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2007/03/to-have-right-to-do-thing-is-not-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-2339546812359267187</id><published>2007-03-03T00:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:30:32.531-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotation'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I suppose I am moderately devout, but I don't feel impelled to pray in the high places.  (I'm more likely to cry out of the depths!)  Instead, I climb upward to bask."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;~ Uncle Rogi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Surveillance&lt;br /&gt;(Book One of Intervention)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by Julian May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First of all, Julian May is delightful -- and a little bit scary.  She has entire worlds planned out and foreshadows things that materialize eight books later.  It's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this little section, Uncle Rogi explains his desire to climb mountains -- and that of other people with metafaculties.  These two sentences struck me -- is there a difference between "prayer" and "basking"?  I think so.  And it's the basking that I've been missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-2339546812359267187?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/2339546812359267187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/2339546812359267187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-suppose-i-am-moderately-devout-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-7815976775325446894</id><published>2007-02-24T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:37:48.841-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocab'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plangent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; =  having a loud reverberating sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Plangent" shows up at the end of Ngaio Marsh's mystery &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Killer Dolphin&lt;/span&gt;.  (It's the first book featuring Peregrine Jay.)  Anyway, one of the characters reports thinking of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Cherry Orchard &lt;/span&gt;at the time just before the murder.  Later, it's revealed that a guitar string had been plucked -- and the Chekov play ends on a "single plangent note."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those words that I've read multiple times but never bothered to look up, because I could figure it out from context.  But it's always good to know what words actually mean. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-7815976775325446894?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/7815976775325446894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/7815976775325446894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2007/02/plangent-having-loud-reverberating.html' title=''/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-117190902818728738</id><published>2007-02-19T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:30:57.079-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocab'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;golliwog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; = a grotesque black doll; a person resembling a golliwog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Bertha Upton (American writer) published a children's novel in the late nineteenth century that used the term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most recently, I came across "golliwog" in Julian May's Pliocene Exile series; May frequently uses the word to describe the trickster Aiken Drum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-117190902818728738?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/117190902818728738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/117190902818728738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2007/02/golliwog-grotesque-black-doll-person.html' title=''/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-117186053995117618</id><published>2007-02-18T23:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:31:13.323-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why doesn't Harry Potter see the thestrals pulling the school carriages at the end of Book 4?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-117186053995117618?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/117186053995117618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/117186053995117618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-doesnt-harry-potter-see-thestrals.html' title=''/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-117175966209595356</id><published>2007-02-17T19:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:33:02.424-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotation'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="textSummary"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="textSummary"&gt;"Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="textSummary"&gt;-- Pablo Picasso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-117175966209595356?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/117175966209595356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/117175966209595356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2007/02/art-washes-away-from-soul-dust-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-116630431248944255</id><published>2006-12-16T16:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:33:07.709-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.J. Tracy, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dead Run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-116630431248944255?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/116630431248944255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/116630431248944255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2006/12/p_16.html' title=''/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-116604796507135855</id><published>2006-12-13T17:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:33:13.131-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.J. Tracy, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Live Bait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-116604796507135855?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/116604796507135855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/116604796507135855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2006/12/p_13.html' title=''/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-116587124688954874</id><published>2006-12-11T16:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:33:18.685-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.J. Tracy, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Monkeewrench&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-116587124688954874?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/116587124688954874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/116587124688954874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2006/12/p_11.html' title=''/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-116585829353531484</id><published>2006-12-11T12:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:33:24.059-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.J. Tracy, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snow Blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-116585829353531484?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/116585829353531484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/116585829353531484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2006/12/p.html' title=''/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-116585827287408950</id><published>2006-12-11T12:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:33:30.909-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Harold S. Kushner, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Overcoming Life's Disappointments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-116585827287408950?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/116585827287408950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/116585827287408950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2006/12/harold-s.html' title=''/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-116562042794573487</id><published>2006-12-08T18:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:33:36.293-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*David Baldacci, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Collectors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-116562042794573487?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/116562042794573487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/116562042794573487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2006/12/david-baldacci-collectors.html' title=''/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-116554344999903006</id><published>2006-12-07T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:33:43.437-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotation'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"The price one pays for pursuing any profession or calling is an intimate knowledge of its ugly side."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- James Baldwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-116554344999903006?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/116554344999903006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/116554344999903006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2006/12/price-one-pays-for-pursuing-any.html' title=''/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-116534400372690901</id><published>2006-12-05T13:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:33:50.663-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Baldacci, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Camel Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story that begins here -- featuring a nice Secret Service agent, a man named Oliver Stone (who we later learn was a skilled CIA operative),  a decidedly different terrorist plot planned by an American to achieve peace on earth -- is continued in a new book that my dad loaned me.  I started it and realized that I couldn't remember anything about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Camel Club&lt;/span&gt;.  So I reread it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good read, with more texture and depth than the standard murder mystery or international spy thriller.  Almost up there with classic Ludlum, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I did call that the newbie Secret Service agent was actually Oliver Stone's daughter.  Otherwise, the plot twists were unexpected yet deserved.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-116534400372690901?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/116534400372690901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/116534400372690901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2006/12/david-baldacci-camel-club-story-that.html' title=''/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-116529939064705850</id><published>2006-12-05T01:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:33:58.919-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocab'/><title type='text'>imports</title><content type='html'>From 10 March 2006:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quodlibet&lt;/span&gt; =free-ranging conversation on any pleasing topic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, that's the definition offered in A.J. Jacobs's delightful book, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Know-It-All&lt;/span&gt;, an account of his quest to read the Encyclopedia Britannica.  I really like this definition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortuately, the OED's definition makes this word potentially much less useful. It says that a quodlibet is "any question in philosophy or theology proposed as an exercise in argument or disputation; hence, a scholastic debate, thesis, or exercise on a question of this kind." Also, in music, "a fanciful combination of several airs; a fantasia, medley."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I think we should all indulge in quodlibet on a regular basis. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;From 8 March 2006:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;irenic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; = pacifc, non-polemic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, "irenic" is a good thing.  I'd always given it a negative connotation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, I came across this in an article by Tony Judt, in "A Story Still to Be Told," &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New York Review of Books&lt;/span&gt; 50, no. 5 (23 March 2006), p.25. It's a review of John Gaddis's newest book, and Judt is rather disgusted with it and its idealization of U.S. foreign policymakers during the Cold War.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;From 2 February 2006:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The idea which a Parisian has of a tree is that of a convenient appendage to a lamp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;— Henry Tuckerman, mid-19th century, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;quoted by Robert Herbert, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Impressionism&lt;/span&gt;, page 37&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 30 January 2006:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The test of an advanced society is not in how many millionaires it can produce, but is how many law-abiding, hardworking, highly respected, and self-respecting loyal citizens it can produce. The success of such a venture is a measure of the success of our national enterprise.&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"&gt;-- John Hope Franklin, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mirror to America&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;quoted by Willaim H. McNeill, "The Man Who Changed History,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New York Review of Books&lt;/span&gt; LIII no. 1(12 January 2006), 29.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Franklin here was talking about African-Americans and the rise of the civil rights movement. But his statement is much more broadly applicable. And rightly states the matter. If this "test" were adopted today, I think we'd have a much less materialistic society. Who knows? Perhaps politics would be kinder, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-116529939064705850?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/feeds/116529939064705850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19646664&amp;postID=116529939064705850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/116529939064705850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/116529939064705850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2006/12/imports.html' title='imports'/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-116529899135369780</id><published>2006-12-05T01:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:34:06.547-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meta'/><title type='text'>Take II</title><content type='html'>I've neglected this blog shamelessly over the past months, but I've got great plans.  Also, in the interests of simplifying my life, I've decided to combine all of my "word" blogs -- what used to be A Reader's Tale, The Quote Log, and The Word List.  Thematically, they all work together and all the posts tend to derive from the same sources.  (Besides, the other two weren't all that substantial anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bibliophagia&lt;/span&gt; isn't a real word, though &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bibliophagist&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bibliophagic&lt;/span&gt; are.  They were, however, not available as names, and I like the way bibliophagia sounds. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-116529899135369780?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/feeds/116529899135369780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19646664&amp;postID=116529899135369780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/116529899135369780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/116529899135369780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2006/12/take-ii.html' title='Take II'/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-115046421716468369</id><published>2006-06-16T08:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:34:14.789-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harper Lee, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night, I caught a bit of the American Film Institute's Top 100 Most Inspiring Movies special.  Much of it was predictable, though it made me wish for a netflix queue.  One of the movies features was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;/span&gt; -- which reminded me that I hadn't read the novel since . . . 9th grade and couldn't really remember the plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just finished reading it.  And I've a renewed appreciation for why it's a classic.  I think I also caught a lot more of the subtext than I did the first time around.  And we should nominate Atticus Finch as the true American hero.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-115046421716468369?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/feeds/115046421716468369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19646664&amp;postID=115046421716468369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/115046421716468369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/115046421716468369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2006/06/harper-lee-to-kill-mockingbird-other.html' title=''/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-114495612596668881</id><published>2006-04-13T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:34:20.536-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Le Carre, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Little Drummer Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-114495612596668881?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/feeds/114495612596668881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19646664&amp;postID=114495612596668881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/114495612596668881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/114495612596668881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2006/04/john-le-carre-little-drummer-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-114429507795468446</id><published>2006-04-05T22:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:34:25.888-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dick Francis, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wild Horses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For some reason, I've been wanting to reread this one for a while.  So today's airplane trip proved the perfect opportunity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-114429507795468446?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/feeds/114429507795468446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19646664&amp;postID=114429507795468446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/114429507795468446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/114429507795468446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2006/04/dick-francis-wild-horses-for-some.html' title=''/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19646664.post-114429501830475016</id><published>2006-04-05T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:34:32.467-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Jeffrey Archer, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;False Impression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19646664-114429501830475016?l=bibliophagia.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/feeds/114429501830475016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19646664&amp;postID=114429501830475016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/114429501830475016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19646664/posts/default/114429501830475016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibliophagia.blogspot.com/2006/04/jeffrey-archer-false-impression.html' title=''/><author><name>ARR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01207179679442791480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04163286205814761897'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>