We all know of Narcissus, the guy who fell in love with his own reflection. Greek Mythology presents us with another absurd love story. Pygmalion creates this incredible ivory statue of a woman and names it Galatea. Apparently, she was so beautiful that he fell in love with his work of art. Aphrodite, being the goddess of love, then decides to animate her. The statue becomes a real woman (Hello, Pinocchio!) and ends up becoming the sculptor’s wife. While the word itself means “she who is white as milk,” Galatea can be used in the context of an artist falling in love with or being consumed by his work.


Libraries and bookstores are normally organized according to genre. This is the foundation of the Dewey Decimal System is for (remember those?). Genre is used to describe a style or type of literature. Think of it as taxonomy for books. The works are classified according to shared forms or themes. Genre criticism is also one of the oldest forms of literary criticism– dating back to the time of Aristotle.


Better late than never, right? Well, Samuel Beckett opted for never. It worked to his advantage. In his iconic play Waiting for Godot, two characters have a lengthy philosophical conversation while waiting for the mysterious man named Godot, who never arrives. Caveat: If someone says that he or she wants to set you up on a blind date with a certain “Godot”, don’t get your hopes up.

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