#on books and reading

He saw his life refracted through the prism of other people’s words. It was another way of not being noticed. Of

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At first we let the story carry us along and we think we recognise it, and for a while we even feel at home and walk

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If the book doesn’t have that miraculous, unspeakable thing that makes common words, word heard thousands of times, lash out

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“I have come to mistrust a particular sort of novel: the sort that attempts to tell the whole story of a human life or ...