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No. 7567
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"...these dreams reminded me that, since I wished, some day, to become a writer, it was high time to decide what sort of books I was going to write. But as soon as I asked myself the question, and tried to discover some subjects to which I could impart a philosophical significance of infinite value, my mind would stop like a clock, I would see before me vacuity, nothing, would feel either that I was wholly devoid of talent, or that, perhaps, a malady of the brain was hindering its development. "
-Marcel Proust
Since this is /lit/ I'm going to make a book recommendation: In Search of Lost Time. The entire novel's about the narrator's becoming a writer, among other things.
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