Ian on Sunday

I remember a very long time ago, in the era of Prime Minister, not even President L.F.S.

A leader can inspire change for the better so profound and far-reaching that he deserves to be called a genius.

In his great book Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire Edward Gibbon, in writing about the reign of Titus Pius, commented in passing that history was “little more than the register of the crimes, follies, and misfortunes of mankind.”

In the last three decades of the 20th century Sonny Ramphal was at or near the centre of world affairs.

My tutor at Cambridge, Professor Nick Hammond, authority on the history of ancient Macedonia and on the life of Alexander the Great, used to coach me on what he called “exercises of the mind.”

It was exciting to play a small part in Cheddi Jagan’s very big life.

I am honoured to have been awarded the Guyana Prize for Literature (Poetry) for my book of poems Not Quite Without A Moon.

Sparks from the central fire – I was lucky to be near enough to feel the blaze these men ignited in the world.

Even at 90 treasures are available in what one reads. ●             There is a scene in Edith Wharton’s The Age of Innocence when the lovers, Ellen Olenska and Newland Archer, meet in the old Metropolitan Museum in New York in a deserted room containing antique fragments from vanished llium.

He is the master spirit who once lived in our midst.

One man is running a company with the help of three old family retainers, two others who haven’t had a new idea in a couple of generations, and a whole raft of school drop-outs.

For a short while one summer day out of nowhere in my life she flashed like a comet across my sky.

At thirteen, I think it was, I was reading love poetry.

From almost the first day I arrived in Guyana in 1955 I got to know Martin Carter.

These are no more than sparks snatched from the fire of their lives – encounters with men who were most memorable in my life.

It is extremely important that you pay attention to what today’s column says if you wish to live a longer, healthier, more alert and happier life.

When you get to 90 you are in overtime and a penalty shoot-out looms which you know you cannot win.

Tradition gathers around Christmas. Pageants and homecomings and longed-for preparations repeat themselves year after year into beloved lifetime rituals.

I am filled with sadness.  My old and dear friend Joe Solomon, great cricketer, great man indeed, has died. 

In a long life I have read the books and been taught the deeds and studied the scholarship and seen the art of the famous in many great countries of the world.