"I Grew Up With a Book In My Hand, I Got These Dark Circles Before I Turned Ten"
All great deeds and great works have a ridiculous beginning. Great works are often born on a street corner or in a restaurant’s revolving door.
Albert Camus, The Myth Of Sisyphus. (via newbeatnik)
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