A Combination Of All That Was Best

I've Never Known, At Least A Modern Historical Instance, Where The Truth Wasn't Superior To Distortion In Every Way.

The Point I Would Make Is That The Novelist And The Historian Are Seeking The Same Thing: The Truth – Not A Different Truth: The Same Truth – Only They Reach It, Or Try To Reach It, By Different Routes. Whether The Event Took Place In A World Now Gone To Dust, Preserved By Documents And Evaluated By Scholarship, Or In The Imagination, Preserved By Memory And Distilled By The Creative Process, They Both Want To Tell Us How It Was: To Re-create It, By Their Separate Methods, And Make It Live Again In The World Around Them.

Getting Close To Books, And Spending Time By Myself, I Was Obliged To Think About Things I Would Never Have Thought About If I Was Busy Romping Around With A Brother And Sister.

I Never Cared What Kind Of Grade I Got.

Longevity Conquers Scandal Every Time.