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Riding the echo 71 truth. If one hasn’t always been in accord with him over details and method, this does not mean that the book, in conception and integrity of purpose, is seen as anything short of noble. Notes Highly rated by BertrandRussell, who could hardly be consideredan apologist either for St Augustine or for Christianity - see History of Western Philosophy, Mirrors of Man in Existentialism. 1 p . 372-4. 2 3 T R e Romantic Survival, p. 114. DAMIAN GRANT Santa Margherita Stand in the terraced hills above San’ Margherita: it is more than a view you will have down the steep olive slopes, over the red-roofed houses spilling at the fishing port (a few bath-shaped boats rigged with nets, but mostly slim white craft boxed like a catch of fish in the manna) and then out into the Gulf of Genoa: you will experience a place perched, moving, changing, like the shapes half mist, half cloud, that hesitate over the pagan treescape, colours that come and go like foot- lights swelling and fading under a pearl sea-surface, all day long; birds calling and answering, the bells of San Lorenzo della Costa claiming the Easter air for Christ.

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Riding the echo 71

truth. If one hasn’t always been in accord with him over details and method, this does not mean that the book, in conception and integrity of purpose, is seen as anything short of noble.

Notes Highly rated by Bertrand Russell, who could hardly be considered an apologist either for St Augustine or for Christianity - see History of Western Philosophy,

Mirrors of Man in Existentialism.

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p . 372-4. 2 3

T R e Romantic Survival, p. 114.

DAMIAN GRANT

Santa Margherita Stand in the terraced hills above San’ Margherita: it is more than a view you will have down the steep olive slopes, over the red-roofed houses spilling at the fishing port (a few bath-shaped boats rigged with nets, but mostly slim white craft boxed like a catch of fish in the manna) and then out into the Gulf of Genoa: you will experience a place perched, moving, changing, like the shapes half mist, half cloud, that hesitate over the pagan treescape, colours that come and go like foot- lights swelling and fading under a pearl sea-surface, all day long; birds calling and answering, the bells of San Lorenzo della Costa claiming the Easter air for Christ.