The summer has ended. The garden withers. The mornings become chill. I am thirty, I am thirty-four -the years turn dry as leaves.
James SalterRead
I'm a frotteur, someone who likes to rub words in his hand, to turn them around and feel them, to wonder if that really is the best word possible.
Interpretation
Salter expresses the deep connection between a writer and their words, emphasizing the importance of choosing the right ones.
In this quote, James Salter portrays the act of writing as a tactile and thoughtful process. By describing himself as a 'frotteur', he invites us to visualize the careful selection and manipulation of words, akin to a craftsman at work. This reflects the writer's quest for precision and beauty in language, highlighting the intricate relationship between an author and their medium.
In practice
A writer reading this quote at a literary event to express the importance of word choice.
The summer has ended. The garden withers. The mornings become chill. I am thirty, I am thirty-four -the years turn dry as leaves.
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