tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21999805.post4188674535898943735..comments2024-03-27T06:25:29.002-05:00Comments on Anecdotal Evidence: `A Disarranged Stoic'Patrick Kurphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08436175583386298032noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21999805.post-61569329564700393502010-02-12T15:21:36.610-06:002010-02-12T15:21:36.610-06:00Heretic.Heretic.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21999805.post-31259554447578949662010-02-12T12:31:23.905-06:002010-02-12T12:31:23.905-06:00Really wonderful stuff here. Thank you.Really wonderful stuff here. Thank you.Ian Wolcotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13824138231723753507noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21999805.post-31771267470722493632010-02-12T09:49:05.792-06:002010-02-12T09:49:05.792-06:00Pritchett was a monument of common sense. As he sa...Pritchett was a monument of common sense. As he say, a writer "relies on instinct and intuition."<br />“Its inner core," says Nabokov, referring to his miniature masterpiece Pnin, "is built on a whole series of inner organic transitions." The thing just grows and you train it as best you can, like a topiary. And never mind the critical theory.Roger Boylanhttp://www.rogerboylan.comnoreply@blogger.com