‘A poor, miserable autobiographer naturally
desires to make his personality as interesting to
the reader as it appears to himself. I feel this
strongly in reading other men’s recollections of
their early years. There are, however, a few
notable exceptions, the best one I know being
Serge Aksakoff’s “History of my Childhood”; and in
his case the picture was not falsified, simply
because the temper, and tastes, and passions of
his early boyhood – his intense love of his
mother, of nature, of all wildness, and of sport –
endured unchanged in him to the end and kept him a
boy in heart, able after long years to revive the
past mentally, and picture it in it true, fresh,
original colours.’
Century: 1900-1945 Reader/Listener/Group: William Henry Hudson Print: Book