|‘Think of me as a boy,’ the woman begs.|
|in 2008, medicalised sexual thoughts make us obsess about having enough orgasms. With how much certainty can anyone say things are getting worse?|
|Is it always like Sylvia Plath said: Daddy is ‘a man in black with a Meinkampf look’?|
|Marxist philosophers should know better than anyone else that time is never going to move backwards.|
|‘Burn my letter with fire or candle (if you have either! Otherwise, wade out into the sea with it and soak the ink out of it).’|
|All literary works are anonymous, but some are more anonymous than others.|
|Writerly meaning does not always trump readerly meaning.|
|Authors can say the silliest things about their own stuff, which is one way in which they resemble critics.|
|Being Jonathan Swift’s printer was not a job for the faint-hearted.|




