Anthony Powell, A Dance to the Music of Time: Summer
I'd be lost without Spurling. It really does have the feeling of a dance, as characters and plots weave in and out of Nick Jenkins' life. Widmerpool is turning into a monster as he greases up the ladder, and has already overtaken Jenkins, Stringham andTemplar, who thought so little of him at school. I really hope he doesn't turn out to be Labour, although it looks likely. . .
'Probability is the bane of the age . . . Every Tom, Dick, and Harry thinks he knows what is probable. The fact is most people have not the smallest idea what is going on around them. Their conclusions about life are based on utterly irrelevant - and usually inaccurate - premises.'
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