Mandela’s Children

January 11: “The kids latched onto us before we could find our footing at the curb. ‘Captain! Master! Baas!’ they cried…. ‘We’re hungry, Baas!’ ”  

Report from the Interior

Young turk Paul Auster (the New York Trilogy) is now sixty-six years old, casting a nostalgic eye back at his New Jersey youth in the evocative, keen-eyed manner of his street-level fiction.

Road to Rome

January 10: “As they stamped their feet against the cold, they waited for the trumpeters to summon them to action. To shoulder arms, to advance — to cross the Rubicon.”  

‘I Plunged’

January 9: “My body whispered: ‘You cannot possibly swim five miles in such a current,’ but Inspiration shouted: ‘This is the Hellespont….’ ”