I want to float like a tune in the back of someone's throat.
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The people whom we loved seem to float across our hearts (like those entoptic specks that drift across our eyeballs), tantalizing us with the proximity of their impossibility.
Mark Leyner • My Cousin, My Gastroenterologist: A novel (Vintage Contemporaries)
music is what language would love to be, if it could
John O'Donohue • John O’Donohue — The Inner Landscape of Beauty
