Bartleby's Occupation of Wall Street →
This so good, and reminded me to look up Elizabeth Hardwick’s 1981 ruminations on Bartleby (collected in American Fictions), which conclude:
If Bartleby is unsaveable, at least the lawyer’s soul may be said to have been saved by the freeze of “fraternal melancholy” that swept over him from the fate he had placed at the desk beside him in a little corner of Wall Street. It is not thought that many “downtown” today would wish to profit from, oh, such a chill.
