How can we expect novelists to be moral, when their trade forces them to treat every end they meet as no more than an imperfect means to a novel?
Chapter 1, p. 8 - Pictures from an Institution (1954)
How can we expect novelists to be moral, when their trade forces them to treat every end they meet as no more than an imperfect means to a novel?
Chapter 1, p. 8 - Pictures from an Institution (1954)