“Narcissus was no egotist. . . He was merely another of us who, in our unshatterable isolation, recognized, on seeing his reflection, the one beautiful comrade, the only inseparable love. . . Poor Narcissus, possibly the only human who was ever honest on this point.” – Truman Capote, Other Voices, Other Rooms (ellipses in original)
June 10th, 2020 · No Comments
Tags: Lit & Crit
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