Faith and Fiction
Reading Javier Marías’ Berta Isla, I’d finally escaped my hospital bed and entered into a terrain where needles and IVs weren’t welcome.
Reading Javier Marías’ Berta Isla, I’d finally escaped my hospital bed and entered into a terrain where needles and IVs weren’t welcome.
We must fight to save education in the West. But what, precisely, is the education we wish to save?
Reading Javier Marías’ Berta Isla, I’d finally escaped my hospital bed and entered into a terrain where needles and IVs weren’t welcome.
We must fight to save education in the West. But what, precisely, is the education we wish to save?