He was a jocular, gregarious giant who chattered on about fallout shelters, megaton bombs, and the incineration of millions.

He might have speculated about the psychological puzzle presented by a group of sybaritic eccentrics engaging in desiccated activities like “systems analysis” and trying to turn the foibles of the rest of humanity into data points.

In 1963, for example, Susan Sontag dismissed Aron as “a man deranged by German philosophy belatedly converting to Anglo-Saxon empiricism and common sense under the name of `Mediterranean’ virtue.”

He’s carsexual, and not in the car-as-in-Carly sense.

Frequently compared to Gone with the Wind, Forever Amber is the other great historical romance, outselling every other American novel of the 1940s – despite being banned in Boston for its sheer sexiness. A book to read and reread, this edition brings back to print an unforgettable romance and a timeless masterpiece.

Instead he breaches my trust and pillages their consciences with a pathetically amoral approach to an incredibly powerful addictive drug – beverage alcohol.

It’s extremely hard to purify the brain, and we desperately need your help.

Suppose that you find yourself in the presence of a closed box, and in communication with God.

Esteban had a taste for the imaginative and fantastic, and would day-dream for hours in front of pictures by modern artists representing monsters, spectral horses, or impossible scenes – a tree-man with fingers sprouting from him, a cupboard-man with empty drawers coming out of his stomach.