Word: novelists
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...hate it with a consuming hatred. English writers and visitors from west of the Hudson are continually appalled by it; by its dirt, its tip-hungry doormen, its bigness, its gangs of savage street urchins, and the humid horror of its tropical summers. To Britain's Novelist J. B. Priestley, Broadway is "an angry carbuncle ... a thoroughfare in Hell where you take your choice between idiotic films . . . and shops crammed with schoolboy tricks." Jean-Paul Sartre, the high priest of France's Existentialism, spoke of "this desert of rock" and also complained that he had seen roaches galloping...
...life and his work about which they agree." Besides, he said, Beard had "exposed ... the idea that historians could ever be entirely objective." Historian Beard took the medal but uttered not a word. Among the new members who were to be formally inducted (but failed to show up): Novelist John Dos Passes, Poet W. H. Auden, Composer-Critic Virgil Thomson and Critic Bernard De Voto...
...novelist, Mrs. Fischer set out to study human lives during a period when not merely was an old order overthrown but several more were manufactured and destroyed. If she could have created the outer atmospheres and inner climates through which her characters are supposed to have lived, The Nazarovs would be a novel of great tragic force. But the job calls for more than the style of a competent linguist and the memory of a good reporter. What will impress the reader is not so much the novel that is there as the suggestion of the novel that might have...
...revealing critical remark about Kafka was made by French Novelist Albert Camus: "It is the fate and perhaps the greatness of this work to offer us everything and to confirm nothing...
...When Novelist Henry James was 46 and a target for hostile English and American critics, he wrote to Fellow Novelist William Dean Ho wells: "Some day all my buried prose will kick off its various tombstones at once." Were James alive today (he died in 1916), he could hardly fail to be gratified by the many exhumations which have been carried on in his literary graveyard in the past ten years. The latest tombstone to be lifted has been pried up by the publishing house of Macmillan, which once spurned his writing as "honest scribble work and no more...