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In that shrinking moment he discovered that he had never hated anyone until now. It was a feeling as pure as love, but dispassionate and icily rational.

Ian Mcewan

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Ian Mcewan
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: June 21
Author
Film Producer
Novelist
Playwright
Screenwriter
Writer
Belfast
Ireland
Feeling
Anyone
Moment
Dispassionate
Feelings
Shrinking
Moments
Discovered
Never
Hated
Love
Rational
Pure

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