I read every word of these stories (Little Bridget And The Flames Of Hell), not through professional obligation but through genuine enjoyment, engagement, admiration of Terence Clarke's mastery of the craft...I was literally moved to tears by some of these stories, transported by all of them into a world of Irish nuns, immigrants, mad poets, white-collar workers, errant priests, lawyers with, of all things, a heart... When I first got into publishing thirty-five years ago, it was with the hope of publishing literature of this integrity, rendered with such skill and bigness of heart. ”