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“Book Ends.” Article by unidentified writer. ''New York Times Book Review'', 14 March, 37. Report on a National Arts Club banquet in New York at which [[Norman Mailer|Mailer]] was awarded the club’s Medal of Honor for Literature. Mailer is quoted on the difficulty of writing during this period: “The nature of existence cannot be felt anymore. As novelists, we cannot locate our center of values.”
“Book Ends.” Article by unidentified writer. ''New York Times Book Review'', 14 March, 37. Report on a [[w:National Arts Club|National Arts Club]] banquet in New York at which {{NM}} was awarded the club’s Medal of Honor for Literature. Mailer is quoted on the difficulty of writing during this period: “The nature of existence cannot be felt anymore. As novelists, we cannot locate our center of values.”
 
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Norman Mailer: Works and Days
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Frontmatter
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“Book Ends.” Article by unidentified writer. New York Times Book Review, 14 March, 37. Report on a National Arts Club banquet in New York at which Mailer was awarded the club’s Medal of Honor for Literature. Mailer is quoted on the difficulty of writing during this period: “The nature of existence cannot be felt anymore. As novelists, we cannot locate our center of values.”