He Has The Gift Of Quiet.

Only Esmeralda Was Not Weeping. Instead She Wore That Wooden Look That Whites Mistake For Churlishenss Or Indifference. Woodrew Knew It Was Neither. It Was Familiarity. This How Real Life Is Constituted, It Said. This Is Grief And Hatred And People Hacked To Death. This Is The Everyday We Have Known Since We Were Born And You Wazungu Have Not.

The Good Pupils Are Often Brilliant, And They Keep You On Your Toes And Take You To The Limits Of Your Knowledge. The Worst Pupils Provide A Unique Insight Into The Criminal Mind.

Thank Heaven, Though, One Of The Few Mistakes I Haven't Made Is To Talk About The Unwritten Book.

The Cold War Was Over Long Before It Was Officially Declared Dead.

I Once Heard Someone Say Morality Was Method. Do You Hold With That? I Suppose You Wouldn't. You Would Say That Morality Was Vested In The Aim, I Expect. Difficult To Know What One's Aims Are, That's The Trouble, Specially If You're British.