I read this book after purchasing it from an Oxford catalog. I'd wanted to buy it since I read the NY Times review. I absolutely loved it. I applaud the scholarship and research of the biographer, but also the humane description of a very complex character. I'd never heard of Phillippa Schuyler, before I read the book review. Although she had many flaws, including her ambiguity about her blackness, she still had a remarkable life and is one of my "sheroes". Her story intrigues me and I want to know more about her father and his writing. Her life ended tragically, but she lived it fully. I am saddened that she so hated her African heritage that she thought the only way she could succeed was to pass herself off as anything but black. I also purchased a copy to send my sister, who is a classical music buff. This is another example of the history of African-Americans being "lost, stolen, or strayed". Every school child should know about Phillippa, as well as the many other gift and talented African-Americans. I am sorry she didn't claim her heritage. I claim her.