We write for the same reason that we walk, talk, climb mountains or swim
the oceans — because we can. We have some impulse within us that makes
us want to explain ourselves to other human beings. That’s why we paint,
that’s why we dare to love someone- because we have the impulse to
explain who we are. Not just how tall we are, or thin… but who we are
internally… perhaps even spiritually. There’s something, which impels us
to show our inner-souls. The more courageous we are, the more we
succeed in explaining what we know.
Maya Angelou
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