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“As Thoreau famously sead, it doesn't matter where or how far you go - the farther commonly the worse - the important thing is how alive you are. Writing of every kind is a way to wake oneself up and keep as alive as when one has just fallen in love.”

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Pico Iyer
Pico Iyer

Pico Iyer is a renowned British essayist known for his profound travel literature and philosophical reflections. His works explore themes such as globalization, cultural differences, and personal identity, becoming an important voice in contemporary literature. Born on February 11, 1957, Iyer grew up in the UK and studied philosophy at Oxford University. His extensive travels around the world, from India to Japan, from Africa to the United States, have profoundly influenced his writing. more

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