We read deeply for varied reasons, most of them familiar: that we cannot know enough people profoundly enough that we need to know ourselves better that we require knowledge, not just of self and others, but of the way things are. – Harold Bloom
But in the end, in the end one is alone. We are all of us alone. I mean Im told these days we have to consider ourselves as being in society… but in the end one knows one is alone, that one lives at the heart of a solitude. – Harold Bloom
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