I’d like to think everyone would have some reason for wanting to be present at this gathering. Seated from left to right, there’s Marilyn Monroe, who is much more than a sex symbol; Carson McCullers, who is much more than an Oprah’s book club suggestion; and Isak Dinesen, whose book is so much more than the film version of Out of Africa. Arthur Miller’s elbow and pantleg can even be seen on the left. I admire all of these people and it’s nice to realize that they admired each other. Sort of makes the whole world into this friendly, slightly otherworldly dinner party.