Robert D. Richardson (1934–2020)
Autore di Emerson: The Mind on Fire
Sull'Autore
Opere di Robert D. Richardson
Opere correlate
Booknotes: America's Finest Authors on Reading, Writing, and the Power of Ideas (1997) — Collaboratore — 429 copie
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Informazioni generali
- Nome legale
- Richardson, Robert Dale, Jr.
- Data di nascita
- 1934-06-14
- Data di morte
- 2020-06-16
- Sesso
- male
- Nazionalità
- USA
- Nazione (per mappa)
- USA
- Luogo di nascita
- Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA
- Luogo di morte
- Hyannis, Massachusetts, USA
- Causa della morte
- a fall
- Luogo di residenza
- Medford, Massachusetts, USA
Concord, Massachusetts, USA - Istruzione
- Harvard University (BA, PhD)
Phillips Exeter Academy, Exeter, New Hampshire, USA - Attività lavorative
- historian
biographer - Relazioni
- Dillard, Annie (wife)
- Organizzazioni
- University of Denver
Wesleyan University - Premi e riconoscimenti
- American Academy of Arts and Letters Academy Award (Literature ∙ 1998)
Guggenheim Fellowship (1990)
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Statistiche
- Opere
- 17
- Opere correlate
- 1
- Utenti
- 1,547
- Popolarità
- #16,646
- Voto
- 4.2
- Recensioni
- 17
- ISBN
- 33
- Preferito da
- 1
Richardson made it easy to become immersed in his quest to uncover the mind of the man. He deftly cuts to the essence of some of the complex philosophies at large in this remarkable period of ferment when a thriving Boston was growing rapidly and young boys of 14 started at Harvard with a multilingual Classical education, Germany was seen as the centre of intelligence, and the College Professors were handsome, erudite, well-read 25 year-olds trained in rhetoric. Oh, to have been one of them! Glimpses of remarkable women such as Mary Wooly, Margaret Fuller and Caroline Sturgis, also drift through the pages as they figured in Emerson's life. It was the time of George Eliot and I'm tempted to read Middlemarch.
What I particularly admired about these 100 short chapters is the way they propelled me through the great arc of narrative so that I was able to take advantage of the circularity and precision with which Richardson constructs the story of Emerson by surveying what he read and thought. Every now and then I almost felt that I had a sense of the man. I think I might have liked him.
I've marked many passages but ultimately, as Emerson sinks into what today feels like a premature old-age, I was unsatisfied with any deeper understanding of my own thread of interest; the notion of ‘nature’. I was probably looking in the wrong place.
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