Mr. [Aldous] Huxley has been the alarming young man for a long time, a sort of perpetual clever nephew who can be relied on to flutter the lunch party. Whatever will he say next? How does he think of those things? He has been deplored once or twice, but feeling is in his favor: he is steadily read. He is at once the truly clever person and the stupid person's idea of the clever person; he is expected to be relentless, to administer intellectual shocks.
Elizabeth BowenDon't you understand that all language is dead currency? How they keep on playing shop with it all the same.
Elizabeth BowenAlso, perhaps children are sterner than grown-up people in their refusal to suffer, in their refusal, even, to feel at all.
Elizabeth Bowen