For those who read comfortably and frequently, reading is not about fireworks. It is about breaking the boundaries of self. It is about discovering the kinship of like consciousness, though the owner of that consciousness may be half your age or have lived 300 years ago. It is about linking minds, arguing with respected enemies. That linking, that arguing, is what reading creates. It builds a person’s internal landscape. It has nothing to do with black walls and aorta-like hallways—nothing at all.
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