T. S. Eliot's ' The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock' has been my favourite poem since I first read it in 2003. This image is currently on my desktop, and it reminds me every day to eat my peaches.
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Lord! When you sell a man a book you don't sell just twelve ounces of paper and ink and glue- you sell him a whole new life. -Christopher Morley
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- Christina is a reluctant digital native whose physical home is in Melbourne, Australia. She is obsessed with words and worked in books for nine years. Now she is in the process of completing her Master of Arts in Philosophy at Monash University. However you demarcate 'geek' and 'nerd', she definitely qualifies for both titles.
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