Bernhard SchlinkWhat a sad story, I thought for so long. Not that I now think it was happy. But I think it is true, and thus the question of whether it is sad or happy has no meaning whatever.
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Martin Amis said, “What a sad story, I thought for so long. Not that I now think it was happy. But I think it is true, and thus the question of whether it is sad or happy has no meaning whatever.” He was talking about his own life. He had always wanted to be a writer since he was young, but he struggled for years before he finally found success as a writer. However, Amis was acutely aware that this success meant nothing if he could not use the freedom of his newfound career to pursue his true passion in life.
Source: The Reader
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