After journalist Terry Anderson was taken hostage by a terrorist group in Lebanon in 1985, he spent much of six years in tiny cells completely by himself. Trapped in solitude, he found his mind inexorably breaking down.

“Where are all the things I learned, the books I read, the poems I memorized?” he asked himself. “There’s nothing there, just a formless, gray-black misery. My mind’s gone dead.”

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