I liked Ralph Fienne's character, he always had a notebook with its paper scrap inserts and pen to hand, ready to scribble down words that gave him insight to a moment. He treasured his moments, and these moments gave him this look of illumination as he spoke them. 'Words' had a potent power to his imagination.
It reminds me of an interview that I recall watching with Melvyn Bragg on the now defunct South Bank show, whereby he was asked how his methodology of writing worked and we saw how his desk would be covered with these notelets, scribbes on island upon island of coloured paper. An incoherent mess to us, but a treasure trove of infinite narrative possiblities to the writer.
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