symphony of stormy thoughts
βMy soul is a hidden orchestra; I know not what instruments, what fiddle strings and harps, drums and tambourines I sound and clash inside myself. All I hear is the symphony.β
β Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (via goodreadss)
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from βOctober in the Chair,β in M is for Magic, Neil Gaiman (b. 10 Nov 1960)
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