Tuesday, January 27, 2009

From John Updike, RIP

He was not one close to my heart simply because I have read v. little of his works, but he cannot help but be admired for his literary stature and output. I always find myself a little sad when any author dies.

“The miracle of turning inklings into thoughts and thoughts into words and words into metal and print and ink never palls for me.”

--from The New York Times

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