[caption id="attachment_1281" align="alignleft" width="240"] Newest book acquisition: "The View from the Cheap Seats", by Neil Gaiman. My delight at the words could not be contained. :-)[/caption] "I was always aware, reading Chesterton, that there was someone writing this who rejoiced in words, who deployed them on the page as an artist deploys paint upon his palette. Behind every Chesterton sentence, there was someone painting with words, and it seemed to me that at the end of any particular good sentence or any perfectly-put paradox, you could hear the author, somewhere behind the scenes, giggling with delight. "
- Neil Gaiman, "The View From The Cheap Seats"
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