Thursday, 11 December 2025

"The Paper Men" by William Golding


 Hunted by an American academic who wants to be given access to his papers as his official biographer, best-selling author Wilfred Barclay  - aware of secrets in his past which he very much does NOT want to be unearthed - flees across Europe from one hotel bar to another in an alcoholic delirium. 

It was quite funny for a while but, like Wilf, the alcoholism seemed to destroy its structure. In the end I was disappointed. I found it slightly tedious. Perhaps there are too many books about old, curmudgeonly, drink-sodden novelists. It was written after he was awarded the Nobel Prize. It has a neat ending.

Selected quotes:

  • I had the loaded gun in one hand, my torch in the other and no third hand for my trousers which now fell suddenly under my dressing-gown so that I only just caught them by clapping my knees together. It was, perhaps, no situation from which to face the charging badger.” (Ch 1)
  • The question to be asked when reading one book is, what other books does it come from?” (Ch 2)
  • My ageing heart missed a beat and syncopated a few others.” (Ch 3)
  • Marvelous views don't get writers or painters going. they just give them excuse for doing nothing. ... What a writer needs is a brick wall.” (Ch 3)
  • I could see a file of Austrian, German, Swiss walkers going the other way, that is, back to the rack railway ... giving an impression of a set of figures going to be put back in their box.” (Ch 7)
December 2025; 191 pages
First published by Faber & Faber in 1984
My paperback edition issued in 1985

This review was written by

the author of Bally and Bro, Motherdarling 

and The Kids of God



Wednesday, 10 December 2025

"The Killings at Kingfisher Hill" by Sophie Hannah


 On a motor coach to Kingfisher Hill, one woman is scared that she will be murdered if she sits in a certain seat; another woman confesses to Hercule Poirot that she has committed a murder. The story is narrated by Scotland Yard Inspector Edward Catchpool who, with his friend Poirot, is heading to a family home where another murder has been committed by a woman presently under sentence of hanging; they are to discover whether a miscarriage of justice is about to take place. Of course all the murders are linked and of course Poirot reveals the convoluted solution to the assembled guests at the end of the novel.

Selected quotes:

  • It was the sort of winter day that is light-starved at dawn and remains so deprived for its duration.” (Ch 1)
  • Her features had all the same look to them: as if someone had stopped short of adding the final touches that would have given her a more conventional visual appeal.” (Ch 1)
  • She was one of those women who put plates loaded with all sorts of baked treats in front of you and then cajoles until all present have eaten enough to rupture their stomachs.” (Ch 8)
  • Romeo and Juliet. ... I had studied it at school and its lessons had stayed with me: pursue your romantic urges with no thoughts for what society will allow and there is a good chance that you will end up in a disadvantageous situation.” (Ch 8)
  • The strangest thing about being inside a prison is that one expects to meet evil face to face ... What one encounters instead ... is hopelessness and regret: the traces of stale betrayals, tempers fatally lost and horrible compromises in impossible situations.” (Ch 9)

December 2025; 335 pages
First published by HarperCollins in 2020
My paperback edition issued in 2021


This review was written by

the author of Bally and Bro, Motherdarling 


Sophie Hannah has had the blessing of the Agatha Christie estate to write this novel as part of this series:

Sunday, 7 December 2025

"Beware of Pity" by Stefan Zweig


There is a frame story in which an author meets a young man who has served with distinction during the First World War and become a war hero ... and who then explains why he isn't heroic. 

The main narrative is then told, conversationally, in one long monologue, unchaptered, with some repetition (although it is too polished for real speech). In this way it reminded me enormously of The Good Soldier by Ford Madox Ford, although that conversation is more of a meandering ramble and this is chronologically and narratively straightforward, although there are one or two excursions into sub-stories that add little to the main narrative.

Fundamentally, the triggering incident is when a young army officer, sexually naive, socially innocent, makes a faux pas. And the consequences follow like a line of dominoes, each triggering the next with the inevitability of fate. It's like watching a car crash happening in slow motion and it is mesmerising. I certainly wanted to turn the pages and discover what would happen, even though I was sure what the outcome must be. And I was wrong! The ending was exactly as Aristotle recommends in his Poetics (6.1) when he says that a twist should causes astonishment yet nevertheless have, in retrospect, a causal connection the the plot, like the denouement of a good murder mystery.

The major theme of the book is set out when the young army officer reads The Thousand and One Nights: “I read the opening story about Scheherezade and the Sultan ... I had come to the strange story of the young man who meets a lame old cripple on the road ... In the story, the cripple calls out desperately to the youth, complains he can't walk and asks if the young men will let him sit on his shoulders and carry him for a while. The young man is sorry for him ... he helpfully bends down and takes the old man on his shoulders. However, the apparently helpless old man is a djinn, a wicked magician, and as soon as he is on the young man's shoulders, he suddenly winds his bare, hairy legs around his benefactor’s throat and cannot be thrown off. Mercilessly, he rides the helpful, sympathetic lad as if he were a horse, whipping him on without mercy or consideration, allowing him no rest. And the unfortunate youth has ... to go on and on, the victim of his own pity, carrying the wicked, cunning old man on his back.” (pp 250 - 251) Beware of Pity, indeed.

The second major theme is that of unrequited love ... but from the point of view of the love object. What responsibility does he have to respond to the love?

Selected quotes: I had to give page numbers because it was unchaptered. 

There are some tremendous descriptive passages of which my favourite are of a full moon and of a storm:
  • A huge full moon stood overhead, a shining, polished silver disc in the middle of the starlit sky ... a magical winter seemed to have descended on the world in that dazzling moonlight. The grave looked white as freshly fallen snow ... and the trees themselves seem to be holding their breath, standing now in the light and now in the dark, like alternating mahogany and glass. I cannot remember ever feeling moonshine is haunting as here in the total peace and stillness of the garden, drenched in the icy light of the moon, and the spell it cast was so deceptive that we instinctively hesitated to set foot on the shining steps as if they were slippery glass.” (p 135)
  • Shop signs were rattling and banging, as if woken in alarm by a bad dream, doors slammed, the cowls of chimney pots creaked ... the few late passers by hurried from one street corner to the next as if blown on a wind of fear ... the Illuminated town-hall clock gaped at the unaccustomed void with a foolish white gaze.” (pp 206 - 207)
Other quotes:
  • The conversation was drowsy, and as slow as the smoke from a cigarette burning down.” (p 36)
  • She has eyes like coffee beans, and indeed when she laughs it's with a softly sizzling sound like coffee beans roasting.” (p 43)
  • Theoretical, imagined suffering is not what distresses a man and destroys his peace of mind. Only what you have seen with pitying eyes can really shake you.” (p 72)
  • All that I myself expected and wanted of life was to do my duty properly and not incur disapproval.” (p 80)
  • Just as our excellent military band, in spite of its rhythmical verve, played nothing but music for brass - hard, cold, down to earth, intent on nothing but keeping time, lacking the tender and sensuous tone of stringed instruments - so even our most cordial regimental occasions had none of that muted fluidity that the presence or even the mere proximity of women adds to any social gathering.” (p 83)
  • In the same way as there is an ineradicable awkwardness between a creditor and a debtor, because one inevitably gives and the other takes, a sick person always nurtures a secret irritability and is ready to flare up at any visible sign of concern.” (pp 85 - 86)
  • In general a long illness wears out not just the invalid but the sympathy of others.” (p 86)
  • Our whole world, street by street and room by room, is fill of sad stories, is always flooded with terrible misery.” (p 88)
  • This creative magic of pity.” (p 89)
  • We often accuse him of suffering from chronic quotationitis.” (p 92)
  • We always fall hopelessly prey to the delusion that nature endows the particularly gifted with a particularly striking appearance.” (p 125)
  • Pity, like morphine, does the sick good only at first. It is a means of helping them to feel better, but if you don't get the dose right and know where to stop it becomes a murderous poison.” (p 241)
  • At the age of twenty-five I had never entertained any idea that women who were sick, disabled, immature, old, outcast, marked out from other women by fate would dare to love.” (p 276)
  • Only at that moment did I faintly begin to understand ... that the outcasts, the ugly, the faded and afflicted, the social misfits desire with a much more passionate and dangerous longing than those who are happy and healthy, that they love with a dark, fanatical, black love, and no passion on earth is felt more greedily and desperately than by those of God's stepchildren who have no hope, but feel that their earthly existence can be justified only by loving and being loved.” (p 277)
  • Pity is far too lukewarm a feeling, an emotion to be felt between a brother and sister, a poor imitation of real love.” (p 278)
  • Every form love takes, even the most ridiculous and absurd, involves the life of another human being.” (p 287)
  • A lame creature, a cripple has no right to love ... someone like me has no right to love anyone, and certainly none at all to be loved. She ought to crawl away into a corner and die, not upset other people's lives with her presence.” (p 293)
  • As you hear bells ringing in church towers when you are drowsy.” (p 362) Did Zweig have tinnitus?
  • Love detects rejection in every inhibition of the beloved, every evidence of restraint, it suspects unwillingness in any reluctance to make an unconditional commitment, and it is right.” (pp 363 - 364)
  • Lazarus must have looked like that when he rose from the grave, bemused, to see the sky and the blessed light of day again.” (p 389)
  • The only effect of those three cognacs was to make my feet feel leaden and set off a buzzing sound inside my head, like the high-pitched noise of a dentist’s drill before it hits a truly painful spot.” (p 391) More evidence on tinnitus.
  • I was God that evening. I had created the world, and behold, it was full of kindness and justice.” (p 397)
  • “It was not exactly walking, more like flying close to the ground, the unsteady, tentative flight of a bird with broken wings.” (p 402)
December 2025; 454 pages
Originally published in German in 1939.
My translation, by Anthea Bell, was issued as a Pushkin Press paperback in 2013.


This review was written by

the author of Bally and Bro, Motherdarling 

Wednesday, 3 December 2025

"North and South" by Mrs Gaskell


Margaret Hale, a vicar's daughter, is raised as a poor relation in the posh London house of her aunt but when her cousin gets married she must return to the vicarage in the New Forest. This rural idyll also comes to an end when her father has 'doubts' and resigns his vicarage. They are forced to leave the Garden of Eden so dad can work as a private tutor in Milton, a smoky northern manufacturing town. Margaret flits about visiting the sick and debating economics and industrial relations with her father's first student, a mill-owner who wants to learn a bit of culture. Love blooms to the background of a strike and a riot but a proposal is indignantly rejected. Then tragedy in the form of death strikes and strikes again. Margaret flees back to London to her rich relations while her godfather Mr Bell acts the part of fairy godmother. Inevitably, the book ends with avowals of love.

I couldn't help thinking of Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte who was a friend of Mrs Gaskell's (Mrs G wrote Charlotte's authorised biography). Mill-owner Mr Thornton is very like Mr Rochester, although Margaret does not have the hots for him like Jane does. Nevertheless, marriage is only possible after Mr T, like Mr R, has been cut down to size, not by being blinded and mutilated in a fire, but by going bankrupt, only to be saved when Margaret, having inherited money from Mr Bell, invests in his plant: the theme of the bad boy tamed. 

I found it hard to like the protagonist, Margaret. She starts out as a privileged snob, upbraiding the servant, Dixon - who is the only member of the household who actually does anything useful to keep it going - for speaking out of turn. She looks down on tradesmen and, upon reaching Milton, extends this disdain to manufacturers:
  • I like all people whose occupations have to do with land; I like soldiers and sailors, and the three learned professions, as they call them. I'm sure you don't want me to admire butchers and bakers, and candlestick-makers, do you?” (Ch 2)
  • ‘A private tutor!’ said Margaret, looking scornful. ‘what in the world do manufacturers want with the classics, or literature, or the accomplishments of a gentleman?’” (Ch 4)
It takes the opposing arguments of Mr Thornton on the one hand and Nicholas Higgins on the other before she begins to realise that the old certainties of her 'Whig Ascendancy' upbringing are not so clearly defined. People in the South (which is equated with a rural peasant-based existence) may be content but that content has sapped their get up and go. On the other hand, Northerners (= those working in manufacturing industries) can't seem to sit still. “I suppose each mode of Life produces its own trials and its own temptations. The dweller in towns must find it as difficult to be patient and calm, as the country-bred man must find it to be active, and equal to unwonted emergencies. Both must find it hard to realize a future of any kind, the one because the present is so living and hurrying and close round him; the other because his life tempts him to revel in the mere sense of animal existence, not knowing of, and consequently not caring for, any pungency of pleasure, for the attainment of which he can plan, and deny himself and look forward.” (Ch 37)

I suppose it could be argued that this is a developmental novel, a sort of bildungsroman, except that the main change is that in Mr Thornton who starts providing his workforce with cooked lunches and even sitting down at table with them.

Margaret herself is sometimes hateful. When Boucher commits suicide, his widow, in the first flush of her grief, lays the blame on the millowners and the union and even his own children, citing them as reasons why he was driven to make her a widow. The narrator comments: “Margaret heard enough of this unreasonableness to dishearten her.” Unreasonableness? I found this breathtakingly cruel. Yes, the widow is being irrational, yes she is being selfish by considering only how her husband’s death affects herself. But anger is a typical response to bereavement. 

This book was written in 1854 - 5, a few years after the publication of the Communist Manifesto but this book has a fundamentally anti-meritocratic message. In the end Thornton is defeated by the strike because he has invested in machinery but is unable to fulfil his orders. Margaret, having inherited money, rescues him. The moral of the story is that progress must be rescued from entrepreneurial Armageddon by old money possessed by those who have done nothing to deserve it. This is still a world where birth into the established social order matters. As Bessy Higgins, who dies of consumption early in the story, says: 
Some's pre-elected to sumptuous feasts, and purple and fine linen ... others toil and moil all their lives long.” (Ch 19). Such quasi-Calvinistic beliefs in predestination were exploited by the conservative establishment as a way of justifying the social order as being ordained by God. This is exemplified by the third verse of the popular hymn ‘All Things Bright and Beautiful’ which asserts: "The rich man in his castle,/ The poor man at his gate,/ God made them, high or lowly,/ And ordered their estate.” This verse is frequently omitted in modern versions of the hymn.

I myself believed that a key way to achieve social mobility is through education, which was a major motivation behind my 33 years as a teacher. There is some discussion of education. In chapter 4, Margaret disdains the idea that manufacturers might benefit from being educated in literature (see above). In chapter 46, Mr Bell, who is a fellow of an Oxford College and therefore might be expected to value education, is similarly dismissive when it comes to a peasant’s daughter going to the parish school in Helstone (where she will presumably be taught to read and write): “The child was getting a better and simpler, and more natural education stopping at home, and helping her mother, and learning to read a chapter in the New Testament every night by her side, than from all the schooling under the sun.

It might be argued that Margaret herself learns to value the poor: she makes friends with the Higginses. As early as chapter 10, she argues with Mr Thornton: You consider all who are unsuccessful in raising themselves in the world, from whatever cause, as your enemies.” (Ch 10) It is true that successful people often despise the unsuccessful on the basis of 'If I could do it, why couldn't they', frequently downplaying the beneficial effects of luck (be it good health, or the right contacts, or being in the right place at the right time, or having the ability to work that bit harder) has on their own life. But I would argue that Margaret is worse. She too despises the Higginses and the rural folk when she returns to Helstone. She thinks she is better than them and therefore patronises them. But she has done nothing to deserve her privilege. At least Thornton worked for wealth AND recognises that he is lacking in cultural education which is why he takes lessons with Margaret's dad from the start.

Many critics seem to believe that Margaret does develop as a character by losing her nostalgic affection for the South. In these terms the North represents to future, the world of capitalism, where wealth depends on the exploitation of resources (and the ownership of those resources, including capital). The South represents the traditional world of feudalism, of the past, where wealth depends upon property acquired, usually, by inheritance. Margaret certainly comes to realise that change is not only inevitable but essential: This visit to Helstone had not been all - had not been exactly what she had expected. There was change everywhere; slight, yet pervading all. Households were changed by absence, or death, or marriage, or the natural mutations brought by days and months and years, which carry us imperceptibly from childhood to youth, and thence through manhood to age, whence we drop like fruit, fully ripe, into the quiet mother-earth." But, the passage continues, Margaret regrets the change: "Places were changed - a tree gone here, a bough there, bringing in a long ray of light where no light was before - a road was trimmed and narrowed, and the green straggling pathway by its side enclosed and cultivated. A great improvement it was called; but Margaret sighed over the old picturesqueness, the old gloom, and the grassy wayside of former days.” (Ch 46) In the end she is still a nimby.

As for the minor players, we are often in the dark: 
  • We never discover what conscientious objections lead Margaret's dad to given up his cosy parish in the New Forest even though this is the catalyst that triggers the plot. 
  • Frederick's mutiny and subsequent exile might have been developed in accordance with a theme of a principled battle against the established order (such as Mr Hale's, or the strike) and it could have been the occasion for Margaret to realise that her own family were law-breakers, but in the end he is little more than a plot point. There is some suspicion that the development of his story, which breaks upon us in chapter 25, might have been an injection of melodrama intended to revitalise sales of Household Words which had been flagging after the first few editions; it starts the seventh installment.
  • Mr Bell is summoned half-way through the story to act as a fairy godmother, ensuring Cinders goes to the ball. 
  • Dixon is the quintessential servant, a hugely loyal family retainer more necessary to Mrs Hale in her illness than either husband or daughter. And yet Gaskell can’t resist the opportunity to make her a figure of fun, when she is scared that if she goes to Spain she might be converted to Roman Catholicism (Ch 47). This relegates a character who could be three-dimensional into the stock clown-servant of traditional drama.
  • Edith is the stereotypical spoilt young woman of a good family.
  • Mrs Thornton, Thornton's mum, is a strong character. She is fiercely protective of her son, hating Margaret both for entrapping her son when he falls in love with her and also for rejecting him and making him unhappy. She is proud and fearless. I'm not sure there are any traces of the poor woman she must once have been but as a battle-hardened matriarch she works well.
  • Thornton the love interest has some strong opinions at the start but once he has fallen for Margaret he is little more than her helpless admirer. And he disappears for most of the last third of the book (rather like Rochester disappears in Jane Eyre) to be brought back when things need to be resolved.

The story was originally published as a serial in Household Words, the weekly magazine edited by Charles Dickens. Mrs Gaskell battled with him over a number of points, including the title 'North and South' which he imposed. There must have been a certain feeling of discontent in  that it was immediately preceded by Hard Times, the Dickens novel, which also dealt with industrial conditions in a fictionalised Manchester. In the Preface to the First Edition, Mrs Gaskell acknowledged that the "conditions imposed by the requirments of a weekly publication [including] ... certain advertised limits" meant that she found it "impossible to develop the story in the manner originally intended". The story initially bombed: the sale of Household Words declined precipitously after the first few installments which might be why the story becomes more exciting with the introduction of the Frederick's return plot.


Selected quotes:
  • It was like the story of the eastern king, who dipped his head into a basin of water, at the magician's command, and ere he instantly took it out went through the experience of a lifetime.” (Ch 3) The notes tell me that this story is from The History of Chec Chahabeddin in Turkish Tales published in 1708.
  • Railroad time inexorably wrenched them away from lovely, beloved Helston, the next morning.” (Ch 6)
  • North and South has both met and made kind o’ friends in this big smoky place.” (Ch 8)
  • I do not look on self-indulgent, sensual people as worthy of my hatred; I simply look upon them with contempt for their poorness of character.” (Ch 10)
  • Loyalty and obedience to wisdom and justice are fine; but it is still finer to defy arbitrary power unjustly and cruelly used - not on behalf ourselves but on behalf of others more helpless.” (Ch 14) This is Margaret defending Frederick.
  • We, the owners of capital, have a right to choose what we will do with it.” (Ch 15)
  • She saw unusual loiterers in the streets: men with their hands in their pockets sauntering along; loud-laughing and loud-spoken girls clustered together, apparently excited to high spirits, and a boisterous independence of temper and behaviour.” (Ch 17)
  • One had to learn a different language, and measure by a different standard, up here in Milton.” (Ch 20)
  • Margaret the Churchwoman, her father the Dissenter, Higgins the Infidel, knelt down together. It did them no harm.” (Ch 28)
  • I’d as lief stand on my own bottom.” (Ch 28)
  • Nothing like the act of eating for equalizing men. Dying is nothing to it. The philosopher dies sententiously - the pharisee ostentatiously - the simple-hearted humbly - the poor idiot blindly” (Ch 43)
  • I always keep my conscience as tight shut up as a jack-in-a-box, for when it jumps into existence it surprises me by its size. So I coax it down again, as the fisherman coaxed the genie.” (Ch 46)
  • If the world stood still, it would retrograde and become corrupt.” (Ch 46)
  • Henry Lennox, Margaret’s first suitor, is described as “pushing on in his profession; cultivating, with profound calculation, all those connections that might eventually be of service to him; keen-sighted, far-seeing, intelligent, sarcastic, and proud.” (Ch 47) He's a solicitor and the parallel with the solicitor husband, seeking connections for personal gain, in The Enchanted April by Elizabeth von Arnim was strong.
  • She tried to settle that most difficult problem for women, how much was to be utterly merged in obedience to authority, and how much might be set apart for freedom in working.” (Ch 48)
Some considerations:
  • In chapter 15, Mr Thornton asserts: “We, the owners of capital, have a right to choose what we will do with it.” and Margaret responds “A human right” but sotto voce and, when asked what she said, she replies: “I said you had a human right. I meant that there seemed no reason but religious ones, why you should not do what you like with your own.” How should the phrase ‘human right’ as Margaret uses it be understood?
  • I wondered at the choice of Milton (the first time it is mentioned it is called ‘Milton-Northern’) as the pseudonym for Manchester. The translation to ‘mill town’ is obvious but is there a hint towards the poet John Milton whose most famous poem, Paradise Lost, describes how Adam and Eve are cast out of the paradisaical Garden of Eden to earn their bread through labour. At the same time the idyllic New Forest village in which Margaret grows up is called Helstone. Is this perhaps ‘Hell’s Town’?
  • The ladies at the dinner party given by the Thorntons talk of wealth. Margaret shows this by saying: “They took nouns that were signs of things which gave evidence of wealth, - housekeepers, under-gardeners, extent of glass, valuable lace, diamonds, and all such things” (Ch 21)
  • One of the titles Gaskell considered for her book was ‘Death and Variations’. There are six deaths in it: those of Bessy Higgins, Margaret’s mother, Boucher, Margaret’s father and godfather Mr Bell. This last reflects that there are variations on the act of dying: “Nothing like the act of eating for equalizing men. Dying is nothing to it. The philosopher dies sententiously - the pharisee ostentatiously - the simple-hearted humbly - the poor idiot blindly” (Ch 43)

First published as a weekly serial in the magazine Household Words in 1854 - 1855. 
Published as a novel, with additional chapters, by Chapman and Hall in 1855
My Wordsworth paperback edition was issued in 2002






This review was written by

the author of Bally and Bro, Motherdarling 

and The Kids of God


Other novels by Mrs Gaskell include
  • Mary Barton (1848)
  • Cranford (1851 - 1853)
  • Ruth (1853)
  • North and South (1854 - 1855)
  • My Lady Ludlow (1858 - 1859)
  • A Dark Night’s Work (1863)
  • Sylvia’s Lovers (1863)
  • Wives and Daughters (1864 - 1866)
She also wrote a biography:
  • The Life of Charlotte Bronte (1857)








Saturday, 29 November 2025

"Three Lives" by Gertrude Stein


Three short stories/ novellas by the famous American ex-pat novelist who also write Blood on the Dining-Room Floor.

Despite Stein's privileged upbringing, the stories focus on ordinary folk. The Good Anna and The Gentle Lena are both servants, Melanctha is a girl of mixed heritage who "liked to wander" rather more than is good for her. Trigger warning: some of the characters conform to racial stereotypes. 

The prose style is not nearly so difficult as in Blood on the Dining-Room Floor. However it does contain some very rambling paragraphs which use recursiveness and quasi-repetitiveness to interesting effect, both in and out of dialogue:
That certainly is the way always with you, Jeff Campbell, if I understand you right the way you are always acting to me. That certainly is right the way I am saying it to you now, Jeff Campbell. You certainly didn't anyway trust me now no more, did you, when you acted so bad to me. I certainly am right the way I say it Jeff now to you. I certainly am right when I ask you for it now, to tell me what I ask you, about not trusting me more then again, Jeff, just like you never really knew me.” (Melanctha)
All he knew was, he was an easy now always to be with Melanctha. All he knew was that he was always uneasy when he was with Melanctha, not the way he used to be from just not being very understanding, but now, because he never could be honest with her, because he was now always feeling her strong suffering, in her, because he knew now he was having a straight, good feeling with her, but she went so fast, and he was so slow to her; Jeff knew his right feeling never got a chance to show itself as strong to her.” (Melanctha)

The Melanctha story itself loops back to the beginning and repeats itself, except the third person of Rose Johnson becomes a first person in her dialogue.

Classic stories by a writer with a distinctive (unique?) style.

Selected quotes:
  • The languor and the stir, the warmth and weight and the strong feel of life from the deep centres of the earth that comes always with the early, soaking spring, when it is not answered with an active fervent joy, gives always anger, irritation and unrest.” (The Good Anna 2)
  • The sharp bony edges and corners of her head and face were still rounded out with flesh, but already the temper and the humour showed sharply in her clean blue eyes, and the thinning was begun about the lower jaw, that was so often strained with the upward pressure of resolve.” (The Good Anna 2)
  • Her bearing was full of the strange coquetry of anger and of fear, the stiffness, the bridling, the suggestive movement underneath the rigidness of forced control, all the ways the passions have to show themselves all one.” (The Good Anna 2)
  • It was wonderful how Mrs Lehntman could listen and not hear, could answer and yet not decide, could say and do what she was asked and yet the things as they were before.” (The Good Anna 2)
  • Anna was never daring in her ways. Save and you will have the money you have saved was all that she could know.” (The Good Anna 2)
  • Friendship goes by favour. There is always danger of a break or of a stronger power coming in between.” (The Good Anna 2)
  • Melanctha had not found it easy with herself to make her wants and what she had agree.” (Melanctha)
  • In these next years Melanctha learned many ways that lead to wisdom. She learned the ways, and dimly in the distance she saw wisdom. Those years of learning led very straight to trouble for Melanctha, though in these years Melanctha never did or meant anything that was really wrong.” (Melanctha)
  • It was very early now in the Southern springtime. The trees were just beginning to get the little zigzag crinkles in them, which the young buds always give them.” (Melanctha)
November 2025; 224 pages
First published in 1909
My paperback edition was issued by Renard Press in 2022




This review was written by

the author of Bally and Bro, Motherdarling 

and The Kids of God





Saturday, 22 November 2025

"Memoirs of Hadrian" by Marguerite Yourcenar

The Pantheon in Rome was built by Hadrian

The fictionalised autobiography of Hadrian, one of the better Roman Emperors. He is old and dying and writes these memoirs of a way of advising Marcus Aurelius, whom he has designated as successor to his designated successor Antoninus Pius.

It is beautifully written, in crisp and elegant prose. There are some wonderful insights into the human condition (see Selected Quotes). But it is not a particularly entertaining example of historical fiction, like Hawker and the King's Jewel by Ethan Bale. This is no sword-and-sandals epic of the Roman Empire, no Gladiator or Ben-Hur or Spartacus. But it is thoughtful and, to the best of my knowledge, thoroughly researched. To that extent it reminded me of I, Claudius by Robert Graves and, like that novel, it suffers in that it has to stick to the history (which is sometimes just one damn thing after another) rather than being able to develop with plot, character and theme, like a novel can.

The chapter headings are in Latin, I have provided my best translations:
  • Animula Vagula Blandula = Young soul, wandering, enchanting. This comes from the first line of a poem supposedly written by Hadrian in later life in which he asks the soul where it is going now it is leaving his body; it is a philosophical reflection on life and death.
  • Varius Multiplex Multiformis = Varied, manifold and of many forms. This is a quote from the historian Sextus Aurelius Victor, used to describe Hadrian's curiosity and many talents.
  • Tellus Stabilita = the firmly established earth. This was a phrase used by Hadrian on some of his coins with a depiction of the earth goddess Tellus, also known as Terra Mater or 'Mother Earth.
  • Saeculum Aureum = The Golden Age. In the novel it refers to his time with his lover Antinous.
  • Disciplina Augusta = military discipline. It was another phrase used on Hadrian's coins.
  • Patientia = patience, endurance or suffering. Yet another legened from Hadrian's coins, these showing the figure of Patience seated and holding a shallow libation bowl and a staff. 

Selected quotes:
  • I have ... reached the age where life, for every man, is accepted defeat. To say that my days are numbered signifies nothing; they always were, and are so for us all. But uncertainty as to the place, the time, and the manner, which keeps us from distinguishing the goal toward which we continually advance, diminishes.” (Animula Vagula Blandula)
  • I recall my childhood races on the dry hills of Spain, and the game played with myself of pressing onto the last gasp, never doubting that the perfect heart and healthy lungs would re-establish their equilibrium.” (Animula Vagula Blandula)
  • An operation which is performed two or three times a day, and the purpose of which is to sustain life, surely merits our care. To eat a fruit is to welcome into oneself a fair living object, which is alien to us but is nourished and protected like us by the earth.” (Animula Vagula Blandula)
  • I shall never believe in the classification of love among the purely physical joys ... until I see a gourmet sobbing with delight over his favourite dish like a lover gasping on a young shoulder.” (Animula Vagula Blandula)
  • The story-tellers and spinners of erotic tales are hardly more than butchers who hang up for sale morsels of meat attractive to flies.” (Animula Vagula Blandula)
  • A part of every life, even a life meriting very little regard, is spent in searching out the reasons for its existence, its starting point, and its source.” (Animula Vagula Blandula)
  • The most benighted of men are not without some glimmerings of the divine: that murderer plays passing well upon the flute; this overseer flaying the backs of his slaves is perhaps a dutiful sun; this simpleton would share with me his last piece of bread.” (Varius Multiplex Multiformis)
  • Different persons ruled me in turn ... I played host successively to the meticulous officer ... the melancholy dreamer ... the lover ... the haughty young lieutenant ... and finally the future statesman.” (Varius Multiplex Multiformis)
  • Morals are a matter of private agreement; decency is of public concern.” (Tellus Stabilita)
  • I have a little faith in laws. If too severe, they are broken, and with good reason. If too complicated, human ingenuity finds means to slip easily between the meshes of this trailing but fragile net. ... Any law too often subject to infraction is bad.” (Tellus Stabilita)
  • All nations which have perished up to this time have done so for lack of generosity; Sparta would have survived longer had she given her Helots some interest in that survival; there is always a day when Atlas ceases to support the weight of the heavens, and his revolt shakes the earth.” (Tellus Stabilita)
  • The condition of women is fixed by strange customs; they are at one and the same time subjected and protected, weak and powerful, too much despised and too much respected. In this chaos of contradictory usage, the practices of society are superimposed upon the fact of nature, but it is not easy to distinguish between the two.” (Tellus Stabilita)
  • From without came the few sounds of that Asiatic night: the whispering of slaves at my door; the soft rustle of a palm, and ... snores behind a curtain; the stamp of a horse's hoof; from farther away, in, the melancholy murmur of a song.” (Tellus Stabilita)
  • On many points, however, the thinking of our philosophers also seemed to be limited and confused, if not sterile. Three-quarters of our intellectual performances are no more than decorations upon a void.” (Disciplina Augusta)
November 2025; 237 pages
First published in French in 1951
I read a Penguin paperback translation into English by Grace Frick 'in collaboration with the author' which was issued in 1959 and reprinted in 1982



This review was written by

the author of Bally and Bro, Motherdarling 

and The Kids of God