I shouldn’t blame Tubby Baxter. Rather, I owe him infinite thanks for introducing me to Literature, which despite its failure to save lives, including I must say, my own, and despite its being, in a place like this, forever chopped up and flung into preservatives as if it were a subject for an autopsy, I still believe in. I still believe is the speech, the voice of the heart.
From “Ever After” by Graham Swift:
I shouldn’t blame Tubby Baxter. Rather, I owe him infinite thanks for introducing me to Literature, which despite its failure to save lives, including I must say, my own, and despite its being, in a place like this, forever chopped up and flung into preservatives as if it were a subject for an autopsy, I still believe in. I still believe is the speech, the voice of the heart.