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Because when I read, I don’t really read; I pop a beautiful sentence into my mouth and suck it like a fruit drop, or I sip it like a liqueur until the thought dissolves in me like alcohol, infusing brain and heart and coursing on through the veins to the root of each blood vessel.

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The Quiraing, Skye by Robert White (Website)

The fact that views like this exist in the world is just absolutely amazing.

May I be ever curious, open, willing to ask and to learn. May I remember where to go with my questions and rest in God’s presence even when I don’t understand the answers.

Emily P Freeman, Chatting at the Sky (via kvtes)

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