Indeed — Why Should I

All Children Have To Be Deceived If They Are To Grow Up Without Trauma.

What He Wanted Was Not Just To Hear About Hailsham, But To Remember Hailsham, Just Like It Had Been His Own Childhood. He Knew He Was Close To Completing And So That's What He Was Doing: Getting Me To Describe Things To Him, So They'd Really Sink In, So That Maybe During Those Sleepless Nights, With The Drugs And The Paint And The Exhaustion, The Line Would Blur Between What Were My Memories And What Were His.

As I Say, I Have Never In All These Years Thought Of The Matter In Quite This Way; But Then It Is Perhaps In The Nature Of Coming Away On A Trip Such As This That One Is Prompted Towards Such Surprising New Perspectives On Topics One Imagined One Had Long Ago Thought Throughly.

I Don't Really Like To Work With Literary Allusions Very Much. I Never Want To Be In A Position Where I'm Saying, "you've Got To Read A Lot Of Other Stuff" Or "you've Got To Have Had A Good Education In Literature To Fully Appreciate What I'm Doing."

What Interests Me Is The Surprising Enormous Extent To Which Most People Accept The Fate That's Been Given To Them, And Find Some Dignity.