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…I still bear the scars of Middlemarch

…I still bear the scars of Middlemarch

“But I too hate long books: the better, the worse. If they’re bad they merely make me pant with the effort of holding them up for a few minutes. But if they’re good, I turn into a social moron for days, refusing to go out of my room, scowling and growling at interruptions, ignoring weddings and funerals, and making enemies out of friends. I still bear the scars of Middlemarch.”
—Vikram Seth, A Suitable Boy

David Isaacson
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