...and the world spins madly on...
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
words on a page.
"I'd always admired writers. I'd always loved words on a page. Somehow,
words seemed to bypass image and get straight to the heart of things.
Somehow, words seemed big enough to contain pain, and sentences could pull
broken bits together."
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