I Love Dickens. I Love The Way

People Often Ask Me If I'm Working On A Book. That's Not How I Feel. I Feel Like I Work In A Book. It's Like Putting Myself Under A Spell. And This Spell, If You Will, Is So Real To Me That If I Have To Leave My Work For A Few Days, I Have To Work Myself Back Into The Spell When I Come Back. It's Almost Like Hypnosis.

No Harm's Done To History By Making It Something Someone Would Want To Read.

And Read… Read All The Time… Read As A Matter Of Principle, As A Matter Of Self-respect. Read As A Nourishing Staple Of Life.

With The Situation As Gray As It Could Be, No One Was More Conspicuous In His Calm Presence Of Mind Than Washington. They Must Be "cool But Determined" He Had Told The Men Before The Battle, When Spirits Were High. Now, In The Face Of Catastrophe, He Was Demonstrating What He Meant By His Own Example. Whatever Anger Or Torment Or Despair He Felt, He Kept To Himself.

Nothing Ever Invented Provides Such Sustenance, Such Infinite Reward For Time Spent, As A Good Book.