Reading a book is like re-writing it for yourself you bring to a novel anything you read all your experience of the world you bring your history and you read it in your own terms
I will tell you what she was like she was like a piano in a country where everyone has had their hands cut off
And I'd choose you in a hundred lifetimes in a hundred worlds in any version of reality I'd find you and I'd choose you
She was beautiful but not like those girls in the magazines she was beautiful for the way she thought she was beautiful for that sparkle in her eyes
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