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Eye of the soul
And we have snow. It's not much, but the air smells of cold. You can feel the Christmas spirit. I can't wait to bake gingerbread cookies and decorate our tiny Xmas tree.I was raised among books, making invisible friends in pages that seemed cast from dust and whose smell I carry on my hands to this day.
Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind (via girlwithoutwings)
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That’s who you really like. The people you can think out loud in front of.
John Green
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I was raised among books, making invisible friends in pages that seemed cast from the dust whose smell I carry on my hands to this day.
I’ve never really made friends, at least not close ones. I think that’s why I read so much. Books have been my real companions.
Nightshade by Andrea Cremer (via mara-nara)
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