"Delay is natural to a writer. He is like a surfer—he bides his time. Waits for the perfect wave on which to ride in. He waits for the surge (of emotion? of strength? of courage?) that will carry him along." (E.B. White, The Paris Review Interviews, 1969)
Yeah, this tops the sad experiments where baby monkeys are put in cages with carpet covered logs. The monkeys cling to the carpet logs like they do their mother.
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It's sort-of creepy to think that a cut-out representation of a missing family member is a good idea.
Yeah, this tops the sad experiments where baby monkeys are put in cages with carpet covered logs. The monkeys cling to the carpet logs like they do their mother.
I guess we are just lab monkeys.
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