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At one magical instant in your early childhood, the page of a book—that string of confused, alien ciphers—shivered into meaning. Words spoke to you, gave up their secrets; at that moment, whole universes opened. You became, irrevocably, a reader. — Alberto Manguel (via thelifeofabookjunky)
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The Pursuit of Wisdom
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Yet how strange is the beauty of music! The brief beauty that the player brings into being transforms a given period of time into pure continuance; it is certain never to be repeated; like the existence of dayflies and other such short-lived creatures, beauty is a perfect abstraction and creation of life itself. Nothing is so similar to life as music. — Yukio Mishima, The Temple of the Golden Pavilion (via cerebralnausea)
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Guitarists. <3
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I love a man that serenades me! <3 ;p
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NEVER!!!
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