Writers sometimes talk as though they were the only friends of civilization. This is their conceit. But they have special powers to serve — or to corrupt — civilization, and are obliged to use them.


The Journal of Mary Hervey Russell (1945)


Writers sometimes talk as though they were the only friends of civilization. This is their conceit. But they have special powers to serve — or to...

Writers sometimes talk as though they were the only friends of civilization. This is their conceit. But they have special powers to serve — or to...

Writers sometimes talk as though they were the only friends of civilization. This is their conceit. But they have special powers to serve — or to...

Writers sometimes talk as though they were the only friends of civilization. This is their conceit. But they have special powers to serve — or to...