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“My whole life is out here-the whole of my life...I'd come here naked, as a boy-straight from that river out there-throw my clothes on the floor and climb into that loft and lie there dreaming in the hay...All those summer days-scouring the banks of the Avon for smooth, round stones-scaring up ducks and foxes-kingfishers-swallows...somebody's dog...Oh, God-I want it back. Throwing stones that never reached the other shore. And the games-the games-the games, and all my friends...”

Quote by Timothy Findley

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Timothy Findley

Timothy Findley was a Canadian novelist known for his distinctive literary style and profound insights into social issues. His works often explore the relationship between individuals and society, as well as the complexities of morality and ethics. more

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