“When we say that we love a writer’s work,” Martin Amis recently opined, “we are always stretching the truth: what we really mean is that we love about half of it.” (He suggests as exceptions only Homer and Harper Lee.) Is Amis right?
“When we say that we love a writer’s work,” Martin Amis recently opined, “we are always stretching the truth: what we really mean is that we love about half of it.” (He suggests as exceptions only Homer and Harper Lee.) Is Amis right?