culture; it plays with them as, say, in the great age of the arts a painter might have played with the colors on his palette… The game could, for instance, start with a given astronomical configuration, or with the theme of a fugue by Bach, or with a sentence from Leibniz or the Upanishads.
Lapham’s Quarterly is a little like that, but Hesse’s image fails to convey the skin-crawling nausea the magazine induces.





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