Why obliterate the exceptional merely in order to make the outstanding look finer than it was?

The whole story of migration and what that has done in interconnecting the planet is obviously something I've written about a lot.

It's true that the human body is more vulnerable than the products of the human mind.

There is a point beyond which conciliation looks like capitulation. I do not believe I passed that point, but others have thought otherwise.

I don't think it is always necessary to take up the anti-colonial -- or is it post-colonial? -- cudgels against English. What seems to me to be happening is that those people who were once colonized by the language are now rapidly remaking it, domesticating it, becoming more and more relaxed about the way they use it -- assisted by the English language's enormous flexibility and size, they are carving out large territories for themselves within its frontiers.

Doubt, it seems to me, is the central condition of a human being in the twentieth century.

A photograph is a moral decision taken in one eighth of a second, or one sixteenth, or one one-hundred-and-twenty-eighth. Snap your fingers; a snapshot's faster.