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“... had started going to Greece in about 1959 and soon bought a house in Athens, where he lived every winter for years. It is to Greece that many of the poems in this book and in later collections owe their settings, their characters and their very un-American blend of refined sensuality and sense of the divine inhabiting the human, of the god breathing through ...”

“... and tales of goblins and fairies and witches, told to raise shivers of pleasurable fear on a dark winter night. By uncoupling itself from belief, the vision of myth/fairy tale can be angled more sharply towards other tasks. Voltaire showed the way: from his vantage point, Zeus turning into a bull, Nebuchadnezzar into a wild animal, and the Beast bridegrooms ...”

“... the stoic endurance a child possesses. In the morning we were woken by Matron’s call, and had to jump straight out of bed and go in dressing-gowns, vests and knickers, towels over our arms, flannels and toothbrushes in hand, to wash. Matron dominated the junior dormitories, which were in the old main bedrooms set around a spacious landing at the top of an ...”

“... dangerous breakers have a primeval quality. They had developed in Long Island through a history of winter cod-fishing and shore whaling. The Algonkian Indians had long supplemented their food crops by harvesting the sea when they first confronted white settlers in the 17th century, and may well have invented shore whaling: they certainly taught Englishmen from ...”

“... regimes.Architecturally, the Arts Council’s eclectic Thirties exhibition at the Hayward in the winter of 1979-80 was a sort of lie, at best unthinkingly misleading. Nine pages of the catalogue are devoted to the Modern Movement, five are devoted to the rest, swept under the carpet and called a ‘spectrum of styles’. The atypical is misrepresented as the ...”

“... allow him to go. In The Loneliest Boy in the World, published in 2014, he writes about the winter of 1947, when a young man suffering from meningitis received no medical help because the island was cut off by storms and the telephone system was down. When he died, they couldn’t get a coffin to bury him because of the weather. By the time one ...”

“... no leaves, but they stood there as if expectantly … miming their perished fruitfulness. Every winter the orchard is flooded with snow, and every spring the waters are parted, death is undone, and every Lazarus rises, except these two.’ Later, when Ruth is on a boat with her aunt, she witnesses the dawn. Writers should always be careful with the dawn ...”

“... eat, but he had three helpings of lasagne that night and he ate both the baked potato and the jam pudding with his hands. He turned from being very open and engaged to being removed and sort of disgusted. About midnight, he and Sarah, while continuing to talk, lifted over their Macbooks and opened them and began to type with their faces strangely ...”