| Quote #7 But these self-doubts did not last long; I dulled the sense of loss through reading, reading, writing and more writing. (2.15.186) |
Other people turn to drugs; Richard turns to literature. At least with books you can borrow them from the library.
| Quote #8 "Richard, are you ill?" my mother called. "No. I’m reading." (2.18.34) |
We can see how his mom got the two confused. They share a lot of the same symptoms: cold sweats, seeing things that aren’t there, staying up late at night, a lack of interest in eating. We know those symptoms, and it was years before we were cured—er, graduated.
| Quote #9 My writing was my way of seeing, my way of living, my way of feeling; and who could change his sight, his notion of direction, his senses? (2.19.173) |
Is Richard saying that he can experience the world, all from the seat of his writing desk? We’ll leave you with this quote: Butterfly in the sky/I can go twice as high/Take a look/It’s in a book/A Reading Rainbow. Truer words have never been sung.