Andy Miller

It's what's just it's tested with the Derbyville's.

Yeah, isn't it?

That kind of.

Self-deception.

I think this is one of my favourite pieces of prose ever.

In a sense, I don't care if it's a letter.

Every time I read it, I think I've found the centre of it, but it's always different.

And I think as a result of preparing for this show, I'm finally getting closer to understanding why that might be.

Firstly, the prose is written under very difficult circumstances over three months.

Attention is wandering, although concentration on quality of output is remarkable.

The phrase making is as great as it always was.

But as I understand it, Weil did not necessarily, necessarily, we don't know for sure,

intend for the whole manuscript to be published as one document.

And what he saw it as was a kind of pot of material which could be divided up in several ways, some to Lord Alfred Douglas.

But, and this is my final point before I go back to you, Stephen, I think that the magic of it

like all the great white or black magic in books, is partly deliberate and partly accidental.

Do you know what I mean?

There's space in it as a result of it not following any one template.

Is it a book you go back to, Stephen?

I mean, you know...