Sunday, May 14, 2006

From behind 1.95

...as someone who regrettably never developed, who stuck all his life to the convictions and projects developed in early manhood, and whose determined clinging to the high ideals of art was a kind of unrealism and immaturity.
J. Barnes, "Flaubert, c'est moi" in NYRoB

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