The world we are in today is likely to end catastrophically, as many other human worlds have done before.

Hope, like despair, is something of a distraction: it gets in the way of a clear view of the horizon.

It's always hard for an author to determine his own intentions, especially in retrospect.

"Romanticizing the past" is a familiar accusation, made mostly by people who think it is more grown-up to romanticize the future.

A man hears what he wants to hear, and disregards the rest. I think that kind of thing is an abuse of history.

The mountains and moors, the wild uplands, are to be staked out like vampires in the sun, their chests pierced with rows of five-hundred-foot wind turbines and associated access roads, masts, pylons, and wires.

I do think that the legacy of the Norman conquest is still strong in Britain. Our hereditary monarchy, our established church, our ancient county structures, though hollowed out in many ways, are a direct result of what happened in 1066.