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Intimations
by Zadie Smith
Love is not something to do, but something to be experienced, and something to go through—that must be why it frightens so many of us and why we so often approach it indirectly. Here is this novel, made with love. Here is this banana bread, made with love. If it weren't for this habit of indirection, of course, there would be no culture in this world, and very little meaningful pleasure for any of us. (p. 26-27)