Every Novel Generates Its Own Climate, When

All History, Of Course, Is The History Of Wars.

History Unravels; Circumstances, Following Their Natural Inclination, Prefer To Remain Ravelled.

Every Novel Generates Its Own Climate, When You Get Going.

We All Need A Past - That's Where Our Sense Of Identity Comes From.

The Past Is Our Ultimate Privacy; We Pile It Up, Year By Year, Decade By Decade, It Stows Itself Away, With Its Perverse Random Recall System.