His world was small, an illiterate county seat, a backward state, though from it he fashioned something greater, far greater perhaps than he ever kne… - James Salter

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His world was small, an illiterate county seat, a backward state, though from it he fashioned something greater, far greater perhaps than he ever knew. A writer cannot really grasp what he has written. It is not like a building or a sculpture; it cannot be seen whole. It is only a kind of smoke seized and printed on a page.