[b]Anthony Powell
Growing old is like being increasingly penalized for a crime you haven’t committed.[/b]
More to the point [mine] it never stops getting worse and worse.
It is not what happens to people that is significant, but what they think happens to them.
This time I want you to actually think that through.
I was impressed for the ten thousandth time by the fact that literature illuminates life only for those to whom books are a necessity. Books are unconvertible assets, to be passed on only to those who possess them already.
Or, in this day and age, links.
The latter’s boast that he had never read a book for pleasure in his life did not predispose me in his favour.
Like that might actually matter to him.
Writing is a combination of intangible creative fantasy and appallingly hard work.
The thinking part for example.
One passes through the world knowing few, if any, of the important things about even the people with whom one has been from time to time in the closest intimacy.
So, what do you want to know about me?