Couldn't A Fire Outrun A Galloping Horse?

There Were No Words, And No Movements But The Tearing Of Teeth And Claws.

They Walked Along, Two Continents Of Experience And Feeling Unable To Communicate.

Malcolm Bradbury Made The Point, And I Don't Know Whether It's A Valid One Or Not, That The Real English At The Moment Is Not The English Spoken In England Or In America Or Even In Canada Or Australia Or New Zealand. The Real English Is The English Which Is A Second Language, So That It's Rather Like Latin In The Days Of The Roman Empire When People Had Their Own Languages, But Had Latin In Order To Communicate.

For A Small Island, The Place Is Remarkably Diverse. Writers Tend To See Things From Their Own Points Of View, Looking In One Direction Very Much.

Philosophy And Religion-what Are They When The Wind Blows And The Water Gets Up In Lumps?