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When a reader falls in love with a book, it leaves its essence inside him, like radioactive fallout in an arable field, and after that there are certain crops that will no longer grow in him, while other, stranger, more fantastic growths may occasionally be produced.
– Salman Rushdie, Books vs. Goons, L.A. Times, April 24, 2005 (via hoomanao)

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I Capture the Castle by Dodie Smith

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I Capture the Castle by Dodie Smith

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When a reader falls in love with a book, it leaves its essence inside him, like radioactive fallout in an arable field, and after that there are certain crops that will no longer grow in him, while other, stranger, more fantastic growths may occasionally be produced.
– Salman Rushdie, Books vs. Goons, L.A. Times, April 24, 2005 (via hoomanao)

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prettybooks:

I Capture the Castle by Dodie Smith

prettybooks:

I Capture the Castle by Dodie Smith

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iglovequotes:

Daily dose of love quotes here

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Daily dose of love quotes here

#books #love #reading #bibliophile #booknerdigans

#books #love #reading #bibliophile #booknerdigans

#facts #truth #MakesYouThink #life

#facts #truth #MakesYouThink #life

"When a reader falls in love with a book, it leaves its essence inside him, like radioactive fallout in an arable field, and after that there are certain crops that will no longer grow in him, while other, stranger, more fantastic growths may occasionally be produced."

About:

I became a butterfly of the night.
Shifting through the moonlight with its sheer velvet haunting music.

My strong understanding heart,
learnt how to wait as I rustled through the golden moon dust.

The wind dragging its dusty coat tails down the rugged midnight mountains rubbing the silk from my wings

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