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Nov. 30th, 2014 03:27 pm"When a writer like Joyce or Eliot writes about an alienated man estranged from himself, he is read as a portrait of the diminished possibilities of human existence in modern society. When Rhys writes about an alienated woman estranged from herself, critics applaud her perceptive but narrow depiction of female experience and tend to narrow her vision even further by labelling it both pathological and autobiographical."
— Judith Kegan Gardiner, “Good Morning, Midnight: Good Night, Modernism”
