Stedman Jones develops his argument very gradually, with regular stops to survey the intellectual milieu in which Marx was working. Many of the characters are obscure, so parts of the book are perhaps best suited to people who already know a significant amount about the history of 19th-century philosophy.
That in a nutshell is the story and John Preston’s book is by no means the first on the subject, although he has tapped several new sources. To say, as his publishers do, that “the trial of Jeremy Thorpe changed our society for ever” is an exaggeration. To be sure, it was sensational...
Again, Eade’s biography catches fire briefly, before becoming extinguished in Waugh’s postwar nervous breakdown...there’s one clear message, unintended by Philip Eade. The time is now ripe for a new and comprehensive literary critical life of one of Britain’s great writers.
Much of the dialogue, for example, supposedly recalled verbatim, seems sticky with retrospective varnish. Rather, it is Balls’s frustration at what might have been said but was not – partly because the words wouldn’t always flow, but more because modern politics can be so unforgiving of candour – that has the poignant ring of truth.
...reads like a mashup of “The Dirty Dozen” and “The Great Escape,” with a sprinkling of “Ocean’s 11” thrown in for good measure.
His book is a fascinating, measured assessment of phenomena more often exploited for sensationalism.
So, I learned a lot and have a better understanding of some things French but I think I’ll skip any 2 hour debates and hope that things aren’t as grim there as the DVM website says. Off to dip into some nutella for my afternoon gouter!
Wilson maps her account of De Quincey’s life on to the structure of Wordsworth’s Prelude and then proceeds to pull apart that crowning glory of Romantic autobiography according to the messy dictates of De Quincey’s life. The result is a great, complicated book, in which a host of competing ideas and images jostle for supremacy.
Yet Ms O’Sullivan often strains to make parallels that aren’t there...Readers may finish the book longing for more detail on Jane Wilde...
This book is a little too brief, and too bulked out with recycled material and plugs for other volumes, to be a classic political memoir. But it is an unusual and sometimes inspiring one, written by an unusually fearless politician.
She has an eye for telling detail and character insight, a dual skill that makes “Hero of the Empire” a page turner and a fascinating portrait of one of the 20th century’s great figures.
American military and political arrogance butts up against deep-rooted cultural customs and family networks throughout this excellent account of a vastly difficult topic.
Still, it would be far too easy to lay the entire responsibility for all this peddling of antiquity-continuity on the shoulders of Khilnani alone. The truth is that the India racket is as much an Anglo-American affair as it is an elite Indian one, a tacit network of wealth, power and influence...
Cliff has a great eye for entertaining stories and lively anecdotes...If the book has a flaw, it is that Cliff never gets inside Cliburn’s skin; the pianist is still the same curly-headed, aw-shucks guy at the end of the book that he was at the beginning.
Thoreau and Aldo Leopold loom large, and the author is familiar with principles of Zen. Dombrowski's language is often metaphorical and impressionistic. And most important to the author, fishing demands attention, patience, wonder and balance. It is praying.
Readers of history will have learned the same lessons from John Dower's Embracing Defeat or Richard Frank's Downfall, two of many rich accounts of the war against Japan. But that's not O'Reilly's way; he views history as another lens through which he can view himself. It's time for the killing to stop.
...the action comes across as labored and the quest something of a grind...readers will heave a sigh of relief that the end has finally arrived.
Christopher Goscha’s thorough and thoughtful new history of Vietnam counters these simple portrayals with large and welcome doses of complexity.
Veteran sports announcer Tim Ryan tells his life story in bite-sized segments - there are 73 chapters in all. He has some good stories to tell, although it is a little easy to become tired of restaurants and "great" or "close" friends.
The poems, several printed in both English and Japanese, are aimed at very young readers, but the biography is not; guidance from teachers or parents will likely be needed.