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“Images are inherently fascistic because they overstamp the truth, however dim and blurred, of the real past experience; as if, faced with ruins, we must turn architects, not archeologists.”

Quote by John Fowles

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Daniel Martin

Daniel Martin is a fictional character whose life and career in the art world serve as a backdrop for a narrative that delves into the complexities of artistic ambition and the sacrifices one must make to achieve recognition. more

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John Fowles
John Fowles

John Fowles was an English novelist known for his unique narrative techniques and profound psychological insights. His works often explore themes of human nature, morality, and existentialism, with 'The French Lieutenant's Woman' and 'The Magus' being his most famous works. more

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