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QOTD

We all suffer alone in the real world. True empathy’s impossible. But if a piece of fiction can allow us imaginatively to identify with a character’s pain, we might then also more easily conceive of others identifying with their own. This is nourishing, redemptive; we become less alone inside. It might just be that simple.

I got these words from an old email in my inbox. I don’t really know who say it. I think I am going to read more about him. One thing for sure what he said above indeed reminds me of my favorite books. I wish in the next few weeks, I will add another one into the shelves.

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