Peter Paul Rubens Woman with a Mirror painting

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floor; Mannix then, standing there, weaving dizzily and clutching for support at the wall, a mass of scars and naked as the day he emerged from his mother's womb, save for the soap which he held feebly in one hand. He seemed to have neither the strength nor the ability to lean down and retrieve the towel and so he merely stood there huge and naked in the slanting dusty light and blinked and sent toward the woman, finally, a sour, apologetic smile, his words uttered, it seemed to Culver, not with self-pity but only with the tone of a man who, having endured and lasted, was too weary to tell her anything but what was true.
"Deed it does," he said. "The best writer of fiction we have and one of the best we have ever had... His audience must be that prepared by Joyce, Proust, Mann and Faulkner. . .Barth is a comic genius of the highest order."-- THE NEW

"The Rudolf Nureyev of prose. . . Mr. Barth's prose is exquisite. It ripples and rolls across the page like a rockinghorse." -- THE NATIONAL OBSERVER

"Clearly a genius. . . Original. . . brilliant. . ." -- THE NEW YORK TIMES

"Like Mephistopheles -- or perhaps Batman.Giles Goat-Boy is a gothic funhouse fantasy of theology, sociology, and sex." -- TIME MAGAZINE