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“... saying: ‘No one blushes any more.’ In The Romance Fiction of Mills and Boon 1909-1990s, jay Dixon (the lower-case j must be a signal of some sort) writes as an insider. For 18 years she read every Mills and Boon title she could lay her hands on; she was a depressed housewife in search of a father figure. Then, in the mid-Eighties, like a ...”

“... his own athletic prose. Patmore disliked Hopkins’s poems (pressed on him by Bridges), and Canon Dixon, although sympathetic and genial, doesn’t produce much vivacity. It is good to have the canvas of the exchanges filled in, and there are some livelier moments (especially in Dixon), but these letters from friends ...”

“... bullets and other ‘restraining’ measures inflicted by the police, and not only below the Mason-Dixon line. Police killings of young black men, along with the mass incarceration of poor blacks in US prisons, have become the symbol of a national disgrace that is no more hidden than the concealed weapons that far too many Americans carry, and which is a ...”

“... when procuring goods from a white store: ‘overcharging was not limited to south of the Mason-Dixon.’This is a novel about inheritance, and disinheritance. Try as he might, Carney can’t escape his past. His father, Mike, was shot by the police after breaking into a pharmacy ‘to steal a box of cough syrup, the strong stuff druggies were into’, and ...”

“... and What Cheer, in Old Mystic and Medicine Lodge, in Steamboat Springs and Bowling Green and Upper Jay and Chateaugay; in Athens, Rome, Carthage, Memphis, Cairo; in Honeybee and Dime Box; in Napoleon, in Snowflake, in Blue Cane, Punxsutawney and Walla Walla; lodged among the perennial old-glorified certainties – the white steeple, the beflagged ...”