Cirrus@Austlit

'The education of the artist, especially if that artist is a young male, is the perennial grass of the literary field: a yearly recurrence, reassuring if often a little dull. Must we really hear again of the sensitive soul who finds himself in a homosocial world without sympathetic allies? Who longs for connection with women without having the first clue about doing so? Whose aesthete’s impulses place him at odds with family, religion or caste?' (Introduction)