The Kindness of Strangers by Alberto Fernández Carbajal

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I pity any writer who publishes a book before they’re thirty. They don’t have what it takes, that rounded experience of life that makes their writing jump off the page. You must have had your heart broken at least twice, known death in the family, lost a best friend. Before that you are just a child who’s learning his first language and performing for his folks. Writers in their twenties don’t write about life: they write about books. 

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