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“Who doesn't have a dark place somewhere inside him that comes out sometimes when he's looking in a mirror? Dark and light, we are all made out of shadows like the shapes on a motion-picture screen. A lot of people think that the function of the projector is to throw light on the screen, just as the function of the story-teller is to stop fooling around and simply tell what happened, but the dark places must be there too, because without the dark places there would be no image and the figure on the screen would not exist.”

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MacDonald Harris
MacDonald Harris

MacDonald Harris, born on September 7, 1921, was a renowned American writer. His works spanned across novels, poetry, and drama, known for their unique literary style and profound social insight. more

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