One Can Forgive Shakespeare Anything, Except One's

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.

Yet, Like The Sea And The Gallows, London Refuses Nobody.

I Don't Find Myself Interesting As A Person And The Details I Find Boring, Quite Frankly. You Could Sum It Up In A Few Words Or Sentences Really: Came From Nothing. Self-educated. Luck. Energy. Curiosity. Ambition. That's It. Nothing At All Can Illuminate The Work As Far As I Can Tell.

I Think Biography Can Be More Personal Than Fiction, And Certainly Can Be More Expressive.