“As a group, I put writers on the same level as horses: a species almost beyond reproach. Whatever their imperfections, they were still writers. They got me through my childhood, through the last ten years without a date. Whatever sanity I had was thanks to writers, to books that either helped me forget my troubles or helped me understand them. I was one of those people who thought the answer to everything was in a book. To me, the phone book was a book. I could hardly believe we got it free.”
—Susan Richards, in her memoir Chosen By A Horse, after meeting a writer who fell short of her expectations
[Seated Scribe by Gentile Bellini.]
Sunday, March 6, 2011
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