'The finest and most penetrating essayist this country has produced this century ... there is not a dull page in this civilized and witty book.' - The Irish Times 'The writer for whom I feel instinctive love - not just for the work, but for the human being who thought and shaped it - is Hubert Butler. ... When the first collection of his articles and columns and lectures was published in 1985 he was 84 years old. But by the time of Butler's death in 1991, readers throughout Europe and America were asking in amazement why he had not been part of their common culture before.' - Neal Ascherson, Independent on Sunday 'A late and luscious windfall. Imagine an impossible combination of Flann O'Brien and Isaiah Berlin. Well, Butler comes close.' - Ferdinand Mount, Spectator 'A humanistic essayist in the tradition of Montaigne, Butler also belongs in the company of George Orwell and the American Dwight Macdonald: political-literary-moral critics for whom we lack an exact word. He was spared writing about everyday politics, but he discussed the tragedy of the twentieth century with exceptional clarity and depth.' - Geoffrey Wheatcroft, Times Literary Supplement
'The finest and most penetrating essayist this country has produced this century ... there is not a dull page in this civilized and witty book.' - The Irish Times 'The writer for whom I feel instinctive love - not just for the work, but for the human being who thought and shaped it - is Hubert Butler. ... When the first collection of his articles and columns and lectures was published in 1985 he was 84 years old. But by the time of Butler's death in 1991, readers throughout Europe and America were asking in amazement why he had not been part of their common culture before.' - Neal Ascherson, Independent on Sunday 'A late and luscious windfall. Imagine an impossible combination of Flann O'Brien and Isaiah Berlin. Well, Butler comes close.' - Ferdinand Mount, Spectator 'A humanistic essayist in the tradition of Montaigne, Butler also belongs in the company of George Orwell and the American Dwight Macdonald: political-literary-moral critics for whom we lack an exact word. He was spared writing about everyday politics, but he discussed the tragedy of the twentieth century with exceptional clarity and depth.' - Geoffrey Wheatcroft, Times Literary Supplement
