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“We can't stop reading. Compulsively we find ourselves reading significance into dreams (we construct a science upon it); into tea-leaves and the fall of cards. We look up at the shifting vapours in the sky, and see faces, lost cities, defeated armies. Isolated in the dark, with nothing to hear and no surfaces to touch, we hallucinate reading-matter. Our craving becomes generalized – for 'the meaning of life'. If we lived alone in a featureless desert we should learn to place the individual grains of sand in a moral or aesthetic hierarchy. We should long to find the greatest grain of sand in the world, and even (in order to find a fixed point of orientation in time as well as in space) the all-time greatest grain of sand; the grain of sand whose discovery changed our whole understanding of grains of sand for ever.”

Quote by Michael Frayn

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Constructions

Constructions explores the principles and practices of building design and construction, covering a wide range of topics including structural engineering, materials, and sustainable building practices. more

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Michael Frayn
Michael Frayn

Michael Frayn is a British playwright known for his wit and humor. His works often explore knowledge, faith, and human behavior. Born on September 8, 1933, Frayn grew up in London, attended Oxford University, and later became an actor and playwright. His plays include 'Crazy for You', 'Noises Off', and 'Making History', among others. 'Crazy for You' won the Tony Award and Olivier Award in 1983. Frayn's works are praised for their profound insight into human nature and social issues, and have had a significant impact on contemporary theater. more

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