
Keepers of private notebooks are a different breed alltogether, lonely and resistant rearrangers of things, anxious malcontents, children afflicted apparently at birth with some presentiment of loss.
JOAN DIDION
Slouching Towards Bethlehem
We none of us wanted a palace: we liked this humming little hell-hole with its atrophied rules and characters, its ogres and mascots. Alan Hollinghurst The Folding Star
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