Part of the happiness of reading is how deeply we can confide our minds to the care of another. Reading is a version of nursing with the special advantage that there is no need to be weaned

Reading is like skating. Friction is low and it is a marvel that we can keep our balance. Sometimes, too, we read on very thin ice.

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