I still remember reading: the absorption in another world, the self-forgetfulness and indifference to the passing of time, the pleasure of solitude, the concentration required to reveal as significant some little observation about changing colour of someone’s skin, the delight in something not constructed by my own furious wants and fears. I remember it, but fear that I may never have it back.
In this fascinating column, Giles Fraser discusses how “reading is a passport to freedom from the all-about-me culture we now inhabit.”  

Source: Guardian

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