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"One of the greatest things that writers did, I thought, was to isolate an event, and light it with imagination, to make people understand and remember; and not just events, but people and their passions. Forgetting was much worse than failure: it was an act of violence. For all writing aimed at defeating time. No one could become a writer-no one would even care about it-until he or she experienced the impartial cruelty of time passing.... .... In the best comedy, there is clearly something wrong, but it is secret and unstated-not even implied. Comedy is the public version of a private darkness. The funnier it is the more one must reckon of how much terror lies hidden.... A person who is doomed writes best about life-appreciates it, anyway." 'Andre Parent', the narrator in Paul THEROUX, 1989, My Secret History. London : Hamish Hamilton. | "....when walking with a friend through a house they had never been in before, [Ibsen] turned suddenly and said, "What was that room we just passed?" His friend had only the vaguest notion, but Ibsen gave a most exact description of everything in the room, its appearance, its location, its relation to everything else, and then said, under his breath, as if to himself, "I see everything."