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William James, dead these seventy-three years, is a living and much-cherished figure to Jacques Barzun, whose sparkling appreciation honors his 'mentor,' a man and thinker without a describable lapse who 'knows better than anyone else the material and spiritual country I am traveling through.' Unlike all other philosophers Barzun likes to 'read in,' James's
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