3 Quotes by Polly Clark

The forward momentum of British educations cannot be resisted: a relentless fascist machine that will spit them out the other side as soldiers or sexless governors-general and the like. All he can do is plant some small seed of independent thought in their minds. He is sorry for them and what is coming: every rottenness and corruption.

Had she, in fact, betrayed herself? Talking with them, she missed her old self - deeply, painfully, like a friend. She felt grief pressing in on the afternoon.

I'll do that,' says Wystan. He is restless and yet exhausted.