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It’s a terrible poison, writing. – A. S. Byatt
Think of this – that the writer wrote alone, and the reader read alone, and they were alone with each other. – A. S. Byatt
I think vestigially there’s a synesthete in me but not like a real one who immediately knows what colour Wednesday is. – A. S. Byatt