The books one reads in childhood, and perhaps most of all the bad and good bad books, create in one’s mind a sort of false map of the world, a series of fabulous countries into which one can retreat at odd moments throughout the rest of life.
-George Orwell, Tribune, 22 November 1946
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quibbler53 said:
On my mother’s 14th birthday, 17 years before the day of Kennedy’s assassination.
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