Empathize With Stupidity And You're Halfway To

Maybe It Wasn't Anything Remotely To Do With Religion, Mysticism Or Metaphilosophy After All; Maybe It Was More Banal; Maybe It Was Just...accounting.

I Deliberately Keep Myself Apart From A Lot Of Stuff; I Don't Tweet, I Don't Do Facebook, I Don't Blog, And That's Largely Because I Spend My Working Life Staring At A Screen And Hitting A Keyboard, I Am Trying To Cut Down On That, Not Increase It.

Intellectual Achievement. The Exercise Of Skill. Human Feeling.

The Trouble With Writing Fiction Is That It Has To Make Sense, Whereas Real Life Doesn't.

Mr Blawke Always Reminded Me Of A Heron; I'm Not Sure Why. Something To Do With A Sense Of Rapacious Stillness, Perhaps, And Also The Aura Of One Who Knows Time Is On His Side.