Sublime

We say that homosexuality is a perfectly natural state, a fact, a way of life, and that we enjoy our sexuality, without feelings of inferiority or guilt. We seek and find love, and approach love, as a feeling of loving mutuality.

Fritz Peters’ Finistère, as well as many of the fine books from the 1950s and even the early 1960s – James Barr’s Quatrefoil (1950), Russell Thacher’s The Tender Age (1954), James Yaffe’s Nothing But the Night (1957) – might fall into this category. This is all rather odd, since if there is one thing we can see in many of Amory’s writings about lit

I asked Ernest about Harold and Pat and he explained that Harold Loeb was Princeton from a very rich New York family, had been on the boxing and wrestling teams in college. He had literary aspirations, even started a little magazine in Paris called Broom. Fiercely devoted to Duff, very jealous of Pat, who alternated weekends with Duff.