...what could be better, really, than an evening by the fire with a book, with the wind beating on the panes, the lamp burning?Your head is empty,... the hours slip away. From the chair you wander through the countries of your mind, and your thoughts, threading themselves into the fiction, play about with the details or rush along the track of the plot. You melt into the characters; it seems as if your own heart is beating under their skin.
Quote: On Reading... [Gustave Flaubert]
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