Saturday, September 26, 2015

the last book I ever read (On the Move: A Life by Oliver Sacks, excerpt six)

from On the Move: A Life by Oliver Sacks:

My mother’s death was the most devastating of my life—the loss of the deepest and perhaps, in some sense, the realest relation of my life. I found it impossible to read anything mundane; I could only read the Bible or Donne’s Devotions when I finally went to bed each night.

When the formal mourning was over, I stayed in London and returned to writing, with a sense of my mother’s life and death and Donne’s Devotions dominating all my thoughts. And in this mood, I wrote the later, more allegorical sections of Awakenings, with a feeling, a voice, I had never known before.

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