My Fairy-Tale Life, by Steven Boone

"Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till by broad spreading it disperses to naught." ...

Artists are often romanticized for living lives of creativity and passion, outside the typical norm of society. It is also a sometimes brut...

On weekends, I go to a movie. Usually, it is hard to choose, since there are more than one I want to see, and more coming all the time. Last...

"Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?" "That depends a good deal on where you want to get to," ...

Europe has come home with me to the United States. Friendships forged in Italy, Spain and France, continue here. I lost weight on my travels...

Time is relativity, which helps explain why five days in Paris, now that I am leaving, seems like one. In Spain, my hours extended languidly...

I sat down with a couple of friends at a table outdoors at a crowded Paris café in the Latin Quarter. The evening was approaching midnight, ...

It is almost three months since I left Santa Fe and arrived in Sicily. With only a few possessions, and without usual contacts with the outs...

SATURDAY, MAY 26 Walking into the ruins of a home arouses many thoughts and powerful emotions. To explore the remnants is to commune with gh...

May 22, “You will like it here,” Pepa said with a big smile as I got out of the car at Plaza Nuevo in the old, medieval quarter of Granada....

THURSDAY MAY 17 Carol asked me if during my travels, I get tired of a place and want to move on to the next adventure. In the ten weeks I ha...