Stem-cell therapy is about to prove itself. Over the next few months, researchers will inject stem cells into the retinas of 12 people with a genetic condition that has slowly robbed them of their eyesight.
Of all Shakespeare's plays, Antony and Cleopatra is my least favourite.
You've probably read quite a lot about students in recent weeks, what with the protests, and the way certain newspapers (hello, Daily Mail) can't get out of bed without publishing a bevy of pictures of beautiful girls
In 1998, in the introduction to The Burden of Responsibility, a book about French intellectuals in the 20th century, the historian Tony Judt made this observation about individuals and their pasts: "Except at moments of unusua
You know you've made it in life when you've got an ism. Marx, Buddha, Darwin. They're all ism'ed up to the gills.
Next year is the 400th anniversary of the publication of the King James Bible. This landmark of the most loved book ever published in English will be marked in numerous ways.
Here it is - the night of overlarge fires that crisp up your face, wayward fireworks and anxious health and safety representatives trying to persuade neck-craning crowds to stay as far away as possible from anything hot or ali
There was a certain unity among the ladies and gentlemen of the press in their descriptions of George Osborne's Spending Review. It was, said voices from right and left, a "gamble".
Arguably a crowd comprising 59 men (and, perhaps, the odd - very odd - woman), between them carrying 109 guns, is about as mad as it gets, especially when they're all milling about the elegant terraced houses of Chelsea.
There was an intriguing sentence in the letter sent to the Telegraph by all those mighty businessmen recently.
Scientists of Britain, it's time to stop whining. When the government did the figures, it realised something profound. We don't need funding - we've got the best brains in the world.