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Saturday, February 24, 2007

reading

the beauty of words strung together in impossible combinations to tell a million different stories. there's nothing in life quite like the feeling you get after reading a good piece of prose. to feel a glimmer of what the author is submerged in. to be washed up on a desert isle with nothing but the licking waves of the sea for you to guess what the ocean can be like. and in moments of boredom, moments when all you seem to seek is for that little bit of splendour to remind you that there is something beautiful in this world, there will always be the power of words to fall in love with all over again.