"Henry had written a novel because there was a hole in him that needed filling, a question that needed answering, a patch of canvas that needed painting- that blend of anxiety, curiosity and joy that is at the origin of art- and he had filled the hole, answered the question, splashed colour on the canvas, all done for himself, because he had to." -Yann Martel, Beatrice and Virgil
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Books and Crooks
Posted by Kelli :) at 3:33 PM
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