One day I noticed that the books I read had ceased to have anything properly to do with me. I read as I might in some foreign city, to fill the time, the way you go to visit a museum, gazing at the exhibits with a kind of courteous disinterest.
—Sandor Marai, from Portraits of a Marriage
Newtown, Connecticut, October 17, 1959 by Andre Kertesz
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Newtown, Connecticut, October 17, 1959 by Andre Kertesz
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One day I noticed that the books I read had ceased to have anything properly to do with me. I read as I might in some...
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note: “ceased to have anything properly to do with me.” I love this quote for three reasons. (1) As a follow up to the...
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