And he loves to read. He loves the whisper of the pages and the way his fingertips catch on rough paper, the pour of the words up from the leaves, through soft light, into his eyes, the mute voice in his ears.
Earth, after all, doesn’t creak and groan its way around the sun just so human beings can have a good time and a chuckle.
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You must understand the whole of life, not just one little part of it. That is why you must read, that is why you must look at the skies that is why you must sing and dance, and write poems, and suffer, and understand, for all that is life.
~ Krishnamurti, Indian Philosopher