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“I watched her face as she read… watched as her finger skimmed down the page, watched them as they pinched the edge of the pages as she turned them… I sat there and watched her. And then, then… I watched her face as my fingers read her like she read that book, slowly skimming down her pages and fingering the edges of her… I watched her as I read her. Her skin was my parchment, and she, a literary masterpiece.”

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(via jollyrogers777)

(Source: ms-woodsworld)


“I honor the man who is willing to sink Half his present repute for the freedom to think, And, when he has thought, be his cause strong or weak, Will risk t’other half for the freedom to speak, Caring naught for what vengeance the mob has in store, Let that mob be the upper ten thousand or lower.”

— James Russell Lowell