I could not resist the clarity of the world in books, the incredibly satisfying way in which life became weighty and accessible. Books were reality. I hadn’t made up my own mind about my own...
—Frank Conroy
The real world dissolved and I was free to drift in fantasy, living a thousand lives, each one more powerful, more accessible, and more real than my own
La mauvaise musique est jouée tous les jours, la bonne ignorée.
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