“Oxford in the Inklings’ day was not so different in look and smell from the Oxford of today. Then, as now, one was tempted to fantasize one’s surroundings as a Camelot of intellectual knight-errantry or an Eden of serene contemplation. Then, as now, there was bound to be disappointment.”

“Oxford in the Inklings’ day was not so different in look and smell from the Oxford of today. Then, as now, one was tempted to fantasize one’s surroundings as a Camelot of intellectual knight-errantry or an Eden of serene contemplation. Then, as now, there was bound to be disappointment.”

— Philip Zaleski