Beneath Every History, Another History.

I Dislike Pastiche; It Attracts Attention To The Language Only.

What [margaret Thatcher] Made A Play For Was The Acquisitive: Our Greedy Nature. She Set Aside Other Things Like An Identification With Community, Altruism. The Only Collective That She Understood Was: Rally Around And Slay The Enemy.

Wolf Hall Attempts To Duplicate Not The Historian's Chronology But The Way Memory Works: In Leaps, Loops, Flashes.

You're Only Young Once, They Say, But Doesn't It Go On For A Long Time? More Years Than You Can Bear.

You Learn Nothing About Men By Snubbing Them And Crushing Their Pride. You Must Ask Them What It Is They Can Do In This World, That They Alone Can Do.