
What do Keats's Ode to a Nightingale, Susanna's aria in the garden in Mozart's Marriage of Figaro, and bookselling all have in common? Nathan would like to find that out. His library--a contained catastrophe in progress--includes his paintings, philosophical essays, handmade dolls, poems, and limestone sculptures. When going out, he selects a small stack of books as carefully as one chooses an outfit. Truthfully, sometimes the stack is larger than small, which he says has been pointed out to him on more than a few occassions...