The reading pleasure
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".... Yet, suddenly I knew what they were: I could hear them in my head; they metamorphosed and ceased to be black lines and white spaces to convert into a sound, meaningful reality. I myself had made that all. Nobody had acted for me that magic. Those forms and I, we were alone, revealing ourselves to each other, silently, in respectful dialogue. Having been able to transform a few simple lines into true reality made me allmighty. I could read."
(Alberto Manguel - A history of reading)