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my name is marcy. my hair is tangled and smells like smoke. sometimes i read and when im tired i sleep. i think everyone can love and is worthy of love. and i want to give it to them if i can. this world is a wonder and i want to see it all.
“…She hardly knew how to explain to a person considerably more musical than herself the effect it had on her to hear a piece played imperfectly. It made audible the difficulty in the music; it made audible the demands made on the performer. It was moving in a fashion that a perfect performance never quite seemed to be.”
from The Attenbury Emeraldsby Jill Paton Walsh (after Dorothy L. Sayers)
(Source: lauracricket)
