One of the most puzzling things about a novel is that the way it really was half the time is, and half the time isn't, the way it ought to be in the novel.
An Unread Book, p. 46 - The Third Book of Criticism (1969)
One of the most puzzling things about a novel is that the way it really was half the time is, and half the time isn't, the way it ought to be in the novel.
An Unread Book, p. 46 - The Third Book of Criticism (1969)