'What was needed, (someone might argue), was not more communism but more public-spirited pigs.'
'An absurd story as romance, melodrama or record of New York high life.'
'His frenetic and scrambling prose perfectly express the feverish travels of the Beat Generation. But is that enough? I don’t think so'
'Overwhelmingly nauseating, even to an enlightened Freudian … the whole thing is an unsure cross between hideous reality and improbable fantasy. It often becomes a wild neurotic daydream … I recommend that it be buried under a stone for a thousand years.'
'The girl doesn't, it seems to me, have a special perception or feeling which would lift that book above the 'curiosity' level.'
'If I may be frank, __*author's name*__ — you certainly are in your prose — I found your efforts to be both tedious and offensive. You really are a man’s man, aren’t you? I would not be surprised to hear that you had penned this entire story locked up at the club, ink in one hand, brandy in the other.'
'Too radical of a departure from traditional juvenile literature.'
'I haven’t the foggiest idea about what the man is trying to say. Apparently the author intends it to be funny.'
'The American public is not interested in China.'
'I rack my brains why a chap should need thirty pages to describe how he turns over in bed before going to sleep.'
'Both the account of the bombing of Dresden and your article, “What’s a Fair Price for Gold Eggs?” have drawn commendation although neither one is quite compelling enough for final acceptance.'
'An endless nightmare. I think the verdict would be ‘Oh don’t read that horrid book.'