I felt that I... existed much of the time in a different dimension from everyone else I knew. There was waking, and there was sleeping. And then there were books, a kind of parallel universe in which anything might happen and frequently did, a universe in which I might be a newcomer but was never really a stranger. My real, true world. My perfect island.


How Reading Changed My Life (1998)


I felt that I... existed much of the time in a different dimension from everyone else I knew. There was waking, and there was sleeping. And then...

I felt that I... existed much of the time in a different dimension from everyone else I knew. There was waking, and there was sleeping. And then...

I felt that I... existed much of the time in a different dimension from everyone else I knew. There was waking, and there was sleeping. And then...

I felt that I... existed much of the time in a different dimension from everyone else I knew. There was waking, and there was sleeping. And then...