"The act of writing... gives me a pleasure, a joy, unlike any other. It takes me to another place -irrespective of my subject- where I am totally absorbed and oblivious to distracting thoughts, worries, preoccupations, or indeed the passage of time. In those rare, heavenly states of mind, I may write nonstop until I can no longer see the paper. Only then do I realize that evening has come and that I have been writing all day." (Oliver Sacks, On the Move, 1915.)
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