Read a book while hours slip by. Traverse countries with adventure. Experience a love more tender than prose. In the long run, I adore these works of art in life.

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Read a book while hours slip by. Traverse countries with adventure. Experience a love more tender than prose. In the long run, I adore these works of art in life.
Perhaps the purest substance of human light is concentrated in art itself. Abstract the essence of every book.
Bringing a book to life is a labor of love, unique in ability to take you into the wild of literary worlds.
I've wanted to write but a book would be the proverbial bird in gilded cage, for fear it might disappear and empty her heart.
This book serves as my epigraph, a work of art turning other people's creative fictions into poems that explore life experiences.
Close the book and watch, in a thick drizzle the rain pour down.