Societies need heroes. So we travel to places where the revisionists cannot dismantle the great.

Paris was all so... Parisian. I was captivated by the wonderful wrongness of it all - the unfamiliar fonts, the brand names in the supermarket, the dimensions of the bricks and paving stones. Children, really quite small children, speaking fluent French!

to dismantle the infrastructure of terror.

Where the willingness is great, the difficulties cannot be great.

Our modern world, though infinitely more complex than that of ancient Greece, is also far more superficial. Where the Greeks offered simple psychological training, we live in an age of style and spin in which perceptions of good and evil slither and shift with the political view of the moment.

My two great heroes are W. B. Yeats and Federico García Lorca.