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A Blonde With Her Head in A Book

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Ultimately, nobody wanted to be there and for me a good book was simply the best escapism. But I’ve always felt that good literature makes real life more interesting and beautiful too, and it was a time when I needed that more than ever.

As Britain faces the possibility of a ban on sending books to prisoners, The Guardian talks to prisoners about the gift of reading.

Another former inmate says:

The act of reading for eight [to] ten hours a day was one of absolute bliss… The literature I was reading didn’t really change me, but the act of reading taught me how to cope with the time. Time is a river, and in jail/prison it moves at the rate of molasses (the metaphor is not mine). And it also taught me how much I love books, even the bad ones. As perverse as this sounds, I would do the time again if only I could select what books were available.

And another:

Given the chance, literature will burst the bounds of race, culture and class.

Read the full article here. Pair with Susan Sontag, who too used to read 8-10 hours a day, on literature and freedom

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