After my divorce, painting took me out of panic mode and into a serene, calm place. I could absolutely lose myself.

Since then, I have just read and read - but, that said, I suppose there is a raft of writers to whom I return again and again, not so much because I want to write like them, even if I were capable of it, but simply for a sort of stylistic shot in the arm.

Listen you have to read a book three times before you know it.

The boy with fair hair lowered himself down the last few feet of rock and began to pick his way toward the lagoon.

Written By William Golding

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