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Eve Kosofsky Sedgwick died on Sunday. I only met her a couple of times, at various guest lectures, and she was always surrounded by adoring fans--of which I am certainly one. She was a rockstar, you know? And yet she was warm and generous and brilliant--even to know-nothing little grad students like me. Anyone ever tells you they're brilliant and then they don't behave with her grace, well, they're wrong. The world's a sadder place without her. I'm going to go cry a little, can't seem to help it, and then celebrate her brilliance--I think class today should be reading her work--not on the syllabus but whatever.