My feelings are the result of prejudices and convictions like everybody else’s. But I am interested in the complexity, the vulnerability of an idea. It is not “this is what I believe,” because that would not be a book, just a tract. A book is “this may be what I believe, but suppose I am wrong … what could it be?” Or, “I don’t know what it is, but I am interested in finding out what it might mean to me, as well as to other people.

Toni Morrison, The Art of Fiction No. 134 (via thelifeguardlibrarian)

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