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Then, as usual—those who are not in a hurry, let's sit down and have a chat.
I believe... starting a new book is like peering into a beam of light through a pinhole.
The reader, on a pitch-black snowy night, approaches house after house, each with its lights on, windows papered over.
Although one can generally make out the brightness of the different houses, their internal structures are unknown, not to mention what the occupants are doing.
Only by peering through the holes in the wall does one see the interior; carefully turning one's head, looking through the small hole, taking advantage of the dim light inside to view the room's layout, can one see what sort of household it is, and why there is light inside.
When everything is clearly seen and the mind is at ease, one will knock softly on the door, push it open, and enter. Sharing in that rare light of a snowy night.
