You Go On. You Set One Foot

I Think That You Can Honour The Sacrifices Of A Common Soldier Without Glorifying War.

You Can't Write About The Past And Ignore Religion. It Was Such A Fundamental, Mind-shaping, Driving Force For Pre-modern Societies. I'm Very Interested In What Religion Does To Us - Its Capacity To Create Love And Empathy Or Hatred And Violence.

You Go On. You Set One Foot In Front Of The Other, And If A Thin Voice Cries Out, Somewhere Behind You, You Pretend Not To Hear, And Keep Going.

The Brave Man, The Real Hero, Quakes With Terror, Sweats, Feels His Very Bowels Betray Him, And In Spite Of This Moves Forward To Do The Act He Dreads.

I Do Believe That Our Modern English Usage Has Become Way Too Clipped And Austere. I Have Been Reading Excerpts From The Journals Of 18th-century Seafarers Lately, And Even The Lowliest Press-ganged Deck-swabber Turns A Finer Phrase Than I Do Most Days.