It is his lesbophilia that sets Proust's narrator apart from the author, that marks the novel as a novel rather than a perverse exercise in selective autobiography.

For a philosopher should not see with the eyes of the poor limitary creature, calling himself a man of the world, […]

I had known these dirt-poor migrant workers so well frommy daysaccompanying them as they followed the harvests all over California– picking cotton in Corcoran, or doing back-breaking stoop work for ten cents an hour in the pea fields of Nipomo.

Byford said: "There is no UK recovery from the pandemic without a London recovery, and there is no London recovery without a properly funded transport network.