Now, my novel begins. No, now I begin my novelโand yet I cannot decide whether to call myself I or she.
Elizabeth HardwickThey had created themselves together, and they always saw themselves, their youth, their love, their lost youth and lost love, their failures and memories, as a sort of living fiction.
Elizabeth HardwickI have come to the belief that there is not merely an accidental relationship between bad writing and routine sociological research, but a wonderfully pure, integral relationship; the awkwardness is necessary and inevitable.
Elizabeth Hardwick