Life — how curious is that habit that makes us think it is not here, but elsewhere. — V. S. Pritchett
The detective novel is the art-for-art’s-sake of our yawning Philistinism, the classic — V. S. Pritchett
Prep school, public school, university: these now tedious influences standardize English autobiography, — V. S. Pritchett
Now, practically all reviewers have academic aspirations. The people from the universities — V. S. Pritchett