It Is Strange, Is It Not, How

When I Was A Child I Wanted To Be Pope. My Greatest Disappointment Is Missing Out On That. I Also Wanted To Be A Tap Dancer But I Never Fulfilled That Ambition Either.

If I Did Only One Thing At A Time I'd Think I Was Wasting My Time. If, For Example, I Only Wrote Novels I Would Feel Like A Charlatan And A Fraud.

Thomas More's Birth Was Noted By His Father Upon A Blank Page At The Back Of A Copy Of Geoffrey Of Monmouth's 'historia Regum Britanniae'; For A Lawyer John More Was Remarkably Inexact In His References To That Natal Year, And The Date Has Been Moved From 1477 To 1478 And Back Again.

I Don't Know If I Have A Voice Of My Own. I Don't See Me Being An Important Person With Something To Say. I Haven't. I've Got Nothing To Say. My Opinion Is Of No Consequence Or Value.

I Can Remember Picking Up Weighty Tomes On The History Of Science And The History Of Philosophy And Reading Those When I Was Small.