ANYONE WHO WONDERS what feminism is for (as a surprising number of people do) should read this book. It is about a woman whose remarkable achievements were so overshadowed by those of her husband that her name does not appear at all in the biographical dictionaries on my shelves, while several biographies have been written about his life, most recently by Elizabeth Longford. Wilfrid Scawen Blunt was a poet and the author of books and pamphlets about politics; he was even imprisoned in 1888 for his activities in the Irish Land League. But although he is often credited with saving the thoroughbred Arabian horse from extinction, that feat should be attributed to the hard work and money of his wife.
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'The Bible is all but silent on yellow, as it is on most colours.'
'Houses always reveal something of their occupants, but none so much as writers’ houses.'
Frances Wilson goes from Keats House to Dove Cottage and beyond.
'I miss, in this free society ... the kind of solidarity, the shared accountability, the willingness to risk one’s skin for others, that came with the unremitting threat levelled against dissident society.'
Roger Scruton interviews Vaclev Havel (2003).