[Martin Dysart] I wish...there was somebody in this life I could show... one... instinctive, absolutely unbrisk person that I could take to Greece... and stand in front of certain shrines and sacred streams and say: ''Look... life is only comprehensible through a thousand... local gods. Not just the old, dead gods, with names like Zeus... but living geniuses of place and person. Not just Greece, but modern England. Here spirits of certain trees... of certain curves of brick wall... of certain fish-and-chip shops, if you like... and slate roofs... frowns in people, slouches.'' I'd say to them: Worship... all you can see... and more will appear.
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