It is ourselves we encounter whenever we invent fictions. — Frank Kermode, The Sense of an Ending: Studies in the Theory of Fiction
It is ourselves we encounter whenever we invent fictions. — Frank Kermode, The Sense of an Ending: Studies in the Theory of Fiction
It is ourselves we encounter whenever we invent fictions. — Frank Kermode, The Sense of an Ending: Studies in the Theory of Fiction
It is ourselves we encounter whenever we invent fictions. — Frank Kermode, The Sense of an Ending: Studies in the Theory of Fiction
It is ourselves we encounter whenever we invent fictions. — Frank Kermode, The Sense of an Ending: Studies in the Theory of Fiction
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It is ourselves we encounter whenever we invent fictions.

— Frank Kermode, The Sense of an Ending: Studies in the Theory of Fiction
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