At 60 the sexual preoccupation, when it hits you, seems sometimes sharper, as if it were an elderly malady, like gout.
If you ain't the lead dog, the scenery never changes. - Edmund Wilson
If you ain't the lead dog, the scenery never changes.
- Edmund Wilson
No two persons ever read the same book. - Edmund Wilson
No two persons ever read the same book.
I have learned to read the papers calmly and not to hate the fools I read about. - Edmund Wilson
I have learned to read the papers calmly and not to hate the fools I read about.
In a sense, one can never read the book that the author originally wrote, and one can never read the same book twice. - Edmund Wilson
In a sense, one can never read the book that the author originally wrote, and one can never read the same book twice.
On the one hand, I have wanted to supply documentation on myself by including material relevant to my emotions and ideas in my youth; and, on the oth… - Edmund Wilson
On the one hand, I have wanted to supply documentation on myself by including material relevant to my emotions and ideas in my youth; and, on the oth…
His style has the desperate jauntiness of an orchestra fiddling away for dear life on a sinking ship. - Edmund Wilson
His style has the desperate jauntiness of an orchestra fiddling away for dear life on a sinking ship.
I find more and more that I am a man of the 1920s. I still expect something exciting. Drinks, animated conversation, gaiety: the uninhibited exchange… - Edmund Wilson
I find more and more that I am a man of the 1920s. I still expect something exciting. Drinks, animated conversation, gaiety: the uninhibited exchange…
The only thing that we can really make is our work, and deliberate work of the mind, imagination and hand, done, as Nietzsche said, ‘notwithstanding,… - Edmund Wilson
The only thing that we can really make is our work, and deliberate work of the mind, imagination and hand, done, as Nietzsche said, ‘notwithstanding,…
If I could only remember that the days were not bricks to be laid row on row, to be built into a solid house, where one might dwell in safety and pea… - Edmund Wilson
If I could only remember that the days were not bricks to be laid row on row, to be built into a solid house, where one might dwell in safety and pea…
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