Writing Is Like Walking In A Deserted

I'm Really A Library Man, Or Second-hand Book Man.

It Was Man Who Ended The Cold War In Case You Didn't Notice. It Wasn't Weaponry, Or Technology, Or Armies Or Campaigns. It Was Just Man. Not Even Western Man Either, As It Happened, But Our Sworn Enemy In The East, Who Went Into The Streets, Faced The Bullets And The Batons And Said: We've Had Enough. It Was Their Emperor, Not Ours, Who Had The Nerve To Mount The Rostrum And Declare He Had No Clothes. And The Ideologies Trailed After These Impossible Events Like Condemned Prisoners, As Ideologies Do When They've Had Their Day.

A Good Man Knows When To Sacrifice Himself, A Bad Man Survives But Loses His Soul.

Completing A Book, It's A Little Like Having A Baby.

When You're My Age, You Have The Feeling Sometimes That You're Seeing The Show Come Round Again.