Inga Clendinnen reflects on the nature of biographical and autographical writing and on the role of story telling for the human species. In conclusion, she asserts the 'transformative magic' of narrative as it admits 'us to experiences not our own, it expands and refreshes our lives. In "real" life we can participate in the inner life of another person only briefly, in moments of love, or grief, or possibly in shared aesthetic delight. In history we do it in pangs - pangs you live for: "now, at this moment, I think I see how it was for them." We pursue it, whether we are reading or writing, in biography and autobiography, hallooing through the thickets. It may only be in art that we can bask in it.'