…the real child does not confuse fact and fiction. He simply likes fiction. He acts it, because he cannot as yet write it or even read it; but he never allows his moral sanity to be clouded by it.
– Autobiography, chapter II
Where I draw and paint and write poems and essays. And collect texts from my reading, like a crow collects tinfoil.
…the real child does not confuse fact and fiction. He simply likes fiction. He acts it, because he cannot as yet write it or even read it; but he never allows his moral sanity to be clouded by it.
– Autobiography, chapter II