When I Was Little…

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“When I was little, my ambition was to grow up to be a book.  Not a writer. People can be killed like ants.  Writers are not hard to kill either.  But not books; however systematically you try to destroy them, there is always a chance that a copy will survive and continue to enjoy a shelf life in some corner of an out-of-the-way library somewhere, in Reykjavik, Valladolid, or Vancouver.”

-from A Tale of Love and Darkness by Amos Oz