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My journals are not written for others, nor do I usually look at them muself, but they are a special, indispensable form of talking to myself.
The need to think on paper is not confined to notebooks. It spreads onto the backs of envelops, menus, whatever scraps of paper are at hand. And often transcribe quotations I like, writing or typing them on pieces of brightly colored paper and pinning them to bulletin board.
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I am a storyteller, for better and for worse. I suspect that a feeling for stories, for narrative, is a universal human dispotion, going with our powers of language, consciousness of self, and autobiographical memory.
The act of writing, when it goes well, gives me pleasure, a joy, unlike any other. It takes me to another place - irrespective of my subject - where I am totally absorbed and oblivious to distracting thoughts, worries, preoccupations, or indeed the passage of time. In those rare, heavenly states of mind, I may write nonstop until I can no longer see the paper. Only then do I realize that evening has come and that I have been writing all day.
Over a lifetime, I have written millions of words, but the act or writing seems as fresh, and as much fun, as when I started it nearly seventy years ago.
Oliver Sacks, in On the move
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