Quote by Richard Harris

There's more fiction in my life than in books, so I don't bother with them.


There's more fiction in my life than in books, so I don't bo

Summary

This quote suggests that the person's own life is filled with imagination and constructed narratives, surpassing what can be found in books. Therefore, reading fiction becomes unnecessary as their reality encompasses a wealth of storytelling. It implies that their experiences and perceptions hold more intrigue and complexity than any fictional story, thus dismissing the need for books to fulfill their craving for imaginative narratives.

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Life
By Richard Harris
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