[from a letter to Hugh Trevor-Roper] I cannot comment on my own egocentricity or schizophrenia, especially as I have never quite understood what schizophrenia is. For all that, I am pretty certain that I could produce one psychiatrist to say that I was schizophrenic, another to say that I was abnormally single-minded, yet a third to say that I was both or either. I saw that Malcolm Muggeridge, the old rascal, seriously linked my career as a Soviet agent with the fact that my father had become a Moslem. To what could I not ascribe Malcolm's total alienation from practically everything? Such long-range psychiatry is fun and helps to fill a column, but it serves little else.
