Saturday, January 10, 2009

The Old Attic - Revisited

Where I grew up... There used to be an old ricketty typewriter there. And loads of imagination that unrolled itself at my feet.

"The beginning and end of all literary activity is the reproduction of the world that surrounds me by means of the world that is in me, all things being grasped, related, moulded and constructed in a personal form and an original manner." - Goethe

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