A Symphony of Echoes (The Chronicles of St. Mary's, #2)

by Jodi Taylor

all? Despite the Cooper/Hofstadter papers on the subject,

Reading the next of the St May's Chronicles I came across this in relation to time travel...Geek moment!

‘IT, that goes for you too. Any difficulties, tell me, so I can stare at you, baffled and confused.

In the Middle Ages, the Church was the most powerful institution in the western world. In England, the struggle between church and kings would take centuries to resolve. Interestingly, in the end, neither institution came out on top. Today, each is as powerless as the other. As people power emerged, we invented politicians. We’re not bright.

The curtains matched the bedcovers, which matched the cushions – always the sign of a diseased mind.

‘It’s poor, forgotten, little Maddy who paid the price for your success today and you just left her behind without a backward glance, didn’t you?’

It came to me suddenly. He knew about the wardrobe. The wardrobe where, long ago, I’d found a book about the Battle of Agincourt. The book that set my feet on the path to St Mary’s. Now I knew how it had got there. He’d left it. Somehow, he’d left it for me to find all those years ago.

Standing on a small, grassy knoll at the site of an assassination is never good in any language.

Those wishing to grow a beard should note they are fashionable for men only.

we’re St Mary’s – we run on tea)