I Never Did Like Working Out -

It Was Adam Appleby's Misfortune That At The Moment Of Awakening From Sleep His Consciousness Was Immediately Flooded With Everything He Least Wanted To Think About

Paraphrase, In The Sense Of Summary, Is As Indispensable To The Novel-critic As Close Analysis Is To The Critic Of Lyric Poetry. The Natural Deduction Is That Novels Are Paraphrasable Whereas Poems Are Not. But This Is A False Deduction Because Close Analysis Is Itself A Disguised Form Of Paraphrase.

Whhheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! The Scream Of Jet Engines Rises To A Crescendo On The Runways Of The World. Every Second, Somewhere Or Other, A Plane Touches Down, With A Puff Of Smoke From Scorched Tyre Rubber, Or Rises In The Air, Leaving A Smear Of Black Fumes Dissolving In Its Wake. From Space, The Earth Might Look To A Fanciful Eye Like A Huge Carousel, With Planes Instead Of Horses Spinning Round Its Circumference, Up And Down, Up And Down. Whhheeeeeeeeeee!

I Respect A Man Who Can Recognize A Quotation. It's A Dying Art.

Morris Read Through The Letter. Was It A Shade Too Fulsome? No, That Was Another Law Of Academic Life: It Is Impossible To Be Excessive In Flattery Of One's Peers.