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It was a sensitive and musical dog.
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music
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Angela Carter |
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"Get your sticky fingers away from my cookies," Ben ordered, without turning his head, to see Jaxton trying to steal one from the cooking tray. "You weren't saying that last night," Jaxton retaliated, coming up to Ben's side, to give him a nudge. They were both smiling, while looking down at the counter, where Ben was making his delicious rosemary cookies. "In fact, I seem to remember you grabbing my sticky fingers and putting them in your mouth," he teased, speaking quietly, so that Lyon wouldn't hear them at the other side of the room. Ben turned to Jaxton and abandoned his baking, to catch his face in flour covered hands and plant a deep kiss on his lips. Jaxton opened his mouth, in acceptance of his kiss. ~ From the Heart"
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romance
relationship
music
friendship
love
cello
mm
notes
lgbt
gay
novel
short-stories
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Elaine White |
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The gramophone keeps reiterating a statement about life with which I do not agree.
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music
gramophone
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Christopher Isherwood |
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Y, aun con todo, la gente quiere llegar al otro, al corazon del otro, por eso existe la musica: si no eres capaz de decirlo, cantalo.
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music
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Keith Richards |
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Everything is linked,' said an enraptured Baremboim on stage; 'everyone is linked, all our actions have ramifications, and music is a teacher of this interconnected reality.' There was, however, in the letter a mundane, prosaic footnote that nibbled at the very edges of possible understanding, since understanding must always be preceded by human curiosity. Perhaps it will vanish in the charged space between one suicide bomber and the next military bulldozer that buries human beings alive within the imagined security of their own homes; perhaps it will join other shards of recollected moments of curiosity and discovery, to weld into a vessel of receptivity and response.
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understanding
music
peace
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Wole Soyinka |
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One did not need to penetrate David's secret counsels or insinuate a man in his bodyguard. All one needed was a pair of years and access to the royal precincts. Just to eavesdrop upon his singing was to develop an accurate idea of his state of mind.
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music
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Geraldine Brooks |
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Lend your ear then to this tutti of steeples; diffuse over the whole the buzz of half a million of human beings, the eternal murmur of the river, the infinite piping of the wind, the grave and distant quartet of the four forests placed like immense organs on the four hills of the horizon; soften down, as with a demi-tint, all that is too shrill and too harsh in the central mass of sound, and say if you know any thing in the world more rich, more gladdening, more dazzling than that tumult of bells; than that furnace of music; than those ten thousand brazen tones breathed all at once from flutes of stone three hundred feet high; than that city which is but one orchestra; than that symphony rushing and roaring like a tempest.
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music
sound
paris
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Victor Hugo |
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Lights from across the bay twinkled in the night and Christmas carols played softly in the background. She wished for snow to fall to add to the season.
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music
christmas-carols
season
christmas
fall
snow
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Sharon Brubaker |
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It's just an old fella. Mostly bald. Walking dainty like his feet's tender. And still singing. With some things in his hand. He puts them down on a drum. Sits on a milk crate in the shade. Pulls on a pair of gumboots. Then he snatches up the things from beside him and shuffles out in the sun and leans against the verandah post and I see him clear enough. Singlet. Baggy arse shorts. Thick specs. He's short and thick this fella. Red in the face. And that stuff in his hand, it's a knife and steel. He looks around, kind of slow and lazy. Stops singing then and just hums a minute while he hones the knife. And he knows how to freshen up a blade, that I can see straight up.
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violence
irony
music
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Tim Winton |
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"It's funny, isn't it," Miss Woolf whispered in Ursula's ear, "how much German music we listen to. Great beauty transcends all. Perhaps after the war it will heal all too." --
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war
music
healing
peace
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Kate Atkinson |
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We think we understand a songs lyrics, but what makes us believe in them, or not, is the music.
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music
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Carlos Ruiz Zafón |
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"You float like a feather," sings Radiohead, "In a beautiful world." I've listened several times to the Radiohead songs, because it was nice of Raymond to say he heard a bit of them in what I sang. I'm not sure I hear it myself, but I am pleased and touched. Sometimes that's what you need, just a quick casual word of knowledgeable encouragement. Radiohead reminds me a little of the songs in Garden State soundtrack. Now, that's a soundtrack. They were all songs that Zach Braff liked, so he put them in his movie. And there's that beautiful moment near the beginning where Natalie Portman hands him the headphones and she watches him listen to the song and she smiles her huge, innocent Natalie Portman smile."
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music
songs-lyrics
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Nicholson Baker |
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A sad, plangent music. In the British camp, Sharpe thought, they would be singing, but no one was singing here.
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music
camp
here
plangent
sharpe
singing
sad
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Bernard Cornwell |
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We want to freeze the perfect moment, hold on to it, at least long enough to understand it. But it dances on with us or without us, so we jump in and try to keep up. The universe is expanding and we are just two of a billion stars.
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music
life
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Rob Sheffield |
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We stopped and listened. Just on the cusp of hearing I detected a rhythmic pounding, more a vibration in the concrete than a sound. 'Drums,' I said and then because I couldn't resist it. 'Drums in the deep.' 'Drum and Bass in the deep,' said Kumar.
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music
lord-of-the-rings
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Ben Aaronovitch |
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"Keith Richards is a man without regret. When I ask him if--given the chance to do it all over again--he'd start taking heroin, he doesn't pause. "Oh yes. Yes. There was a lot of experience in there--you meet a lot of weird people, different takes on life that you're not going to find if you don't go there. I loved a good high. And if you stay up, you get the songs that everyone else misses, because they're asleep. There's songs zooming around everywhere. There's songs zooming through here right now, in the air."
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music
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Caitlin Moran |
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In those years, hip-hop saved my life. I was still half alien to the people around me. I loved them, mostly because I'd realized that there was no other choice. Hip-hop gave me a common language, but that August, on liberated land, I found that there were other ways of speaking, a mother tongue that, no matter age, no matter interest, lived in us all.
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music
hip-hop
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Ta-Nehisi Coates |
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The bookshelves were lined with Joan Didion and Flannery O'Connor, a small, unexpected collection of musicalia, essay collections on Leonard Cohen and Neil Young. There was a framed poster of an exhibit of romantic landscape paintings in Dresden. Intellectuals had their own thing going, that was for sure.
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books
music
intellectuals
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Gary Shteyngart |
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It's like George always says: being in a rock 'n' roll band is very sexy, even when you're only the keyboard player and your idea of the perfect Saturday night actually amounts to a bubble bath, a Richard Curtis boxset and a seafood linguine.
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humour
music
rock-and-roll
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Christopher Russell |
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Den musik man redan har racker inte en hel livstid, inte om man lyssnar pa musik varje dag och sa fort man kommer at.
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music
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Nick Hornby |
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The viola and the clarinet made for an interesting pairing: we had to imagine the accompaniment of other instruments, ideally a violin and a cello.
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music
viola
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Nicholas Christopher |
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"Baby leaned back in her seat. The train seemed to be going faster, and from somewhere far away Baby heard music. It was a song that she knew but couldn't quite place. "Do you hear music?" she said to Sheila. "I hear something," said Sheila. She closed her eyes. She was quiet. "I've got a physics professor who says that the stars sing to each other all the time. Isn't that cool? Maybe the music we're hearing is the stars singing."
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stars
music
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Kate DiCamillo |
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Det var nastan som att upptacka en forfattare man inte last, fast man stoter i och for sig hela tiden pa forfattare som man inte har last medan det ar mycket sallsynt, atminstone i vuxen alder, att man plotsligt hittar en stor popartist som har gett ut massor av bra skivor. Oftast ar det fordomar snarare an okunnighet som gor att man missar stora artister, och fordomar ar svara att gora sig av med (det ar ju sa roligt att fa dem bekraftade).
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prejudice
music
pop
records
writers
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Nick Hornby |
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Children's voices - even those who couldn't carry the tune - are always appealing.
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music
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Anne McCaffrey |
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She read in a high African singsong that I guess came down along the line from Ghana long ago, something that she made American, but tied us to a home we'd never seen.
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music
american
slave
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Colum McCann |
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Rock and roll, big band, the blues. He loved them all. He would close his eyes and with a blissful smile begin to move to his own sense of rhythm. It wasn't always pretty.
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humour
funny
music
humor
rhythm
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Mitch Albom |
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When I point my fingers at the keys, the music springs straight out of me. Right hand playing notes sharp as tongues, telling stories while the smooth buttery rhythms back me up on the left.
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music
playing-music
piano
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Karen Hesse |
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One could say that the mechanism of metamorphosis is the only element of life that never changes. The journey of every individual, every country, every historical epoch, of the entire universe and all it contains, is nothing but a series of changes, constitute the backbone of all of us. Whether they are a salvation or a loss, they are moments that we tend to remember. They give a structure to our existence. Almost all the rest is oblivion. I think that the power of art is the power to wake us up, strike us to our depths, change us. What are we searching for when we read a novel, see a film, listen to a piece of music? We are searching, through a work of art, for something that alters us, that we weren't aware of before. We want to transform ourselves.
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existence
music
life
transformation
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Jhumpa Lahiri |
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"I may some day get a boyfriend and eventually a husband, but you will always be my first loves." -Sheetal, 14, Qatar"
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music
5sos
ashton-irwin
calum-hood
luke-hemmings
michael-clifford
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Jazmin Williams |
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"We feel that we fit into this fandom even if we're an outcast or misfits in this world." -Mary, 16, Philippines"
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music
fan
ashton-irwin
calum-hood
luke-hemmings
michael-clifford
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Jazmin Williams |
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Her technique was not perfect. Here and there he heard an off-pitch note, and her run of sixteenths was uneven. But her attack was fierce, her bow digging into the strings with such confidence that even her mistakes sounded intentional, every note played without apology.
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music
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Tess Gerritsen |
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Katsumi Hosokawa - (he) believed that life, true life, was something that was stored in music.
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music
life
bel-canto
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Ann Patchett |
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Those around me persist in not understanding that I have never been able to live in a real world of people and things. And that is why I have this irrefutable need to escape and become involved in adventures which seem inexplicable because they involve a man no one recognizes. And perhaps that is what is best in me! Besides, an artist by definition is a man accustomed to dreams and who lives among phantoms. . . . How could it be expected that this same person would be able to follow in his daily life the strict observance of traditions-- laws and other barriers erected by a hypocritical and cowardly world. (Letter from Claude Debussy to Jacques Durand)
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artists
music
artistic-temperament
debussy
composition
creativity
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Eric Frederick Jensen |
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Music open our minds to allow the perception of new thoughts of a higher nature, which gives us a spiritual lift, which produces yet more joy.
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joy
music
wisdom
joyful-living
wu-wei
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Wu Wei |
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"Laughing at "Rapper's Delight"'s no revenge, and anyway it wasn't your idea, and anyway it's . Dean Street's another story, a realm of knowledge unapplicable here. You've just about finished leaving Dean Street, and Aeroman, behind. If this means avoiding the one who protected your ass all through junior high, the one you once ached to emulate, the one whose orbit you were happy just to swing in - if it means leaving the million-dollar kid's regular phone messages in Abraham's precise handwriting unreturned - that's a small price to pay for growing up, isn't it?
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music
growing-up
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Jonathan Lethem |
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They had taken to the movement unlike anything he had ever seen, and he thought that should this venture of the Jews prove successful, the new state would be filled with dancers and musicians, but especially dancers, for dancing like nothing else says: I am still alive.
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music
survival
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Mark Helprin |
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Pochi uccelli Stephen preferiva ai succiacapre, ma non era stato il loro canto a farlo scendere dal letto. Rimase fermo, appoggiato alla ringhiera, e poco dopo Jack Aubrey, in un padiglione presso il campo di bocce, ricomincio a suonare con grande dolcezza nel buio, improvvisando solo per se, fantasticando sul suo violino con una maestria che Stephen non aveva mai conosciuto in lui, sebbene avessero suonato insieme per tanti anni.[...] In effetti suonava meglio di Stephen, e ora che stava usando il suo prezioso Guarnieri invece del robusto strumento adatto al mare, la differenza era ancora piu marcata: ma il Guarnieri non bastava a spiegarla del tutto, assolutamente no. Quando suonavano insieme, Jack nascondeva la propria eccellenza, mantenendosi al mediocre livello di Stephen [...]; mentre rifletteva su questo, Maturin si rese conto a un tratto che era sempre stato cosi: Jack, indipendentemente dalle condizioni di Stephen, detestava mettersi in mostra. Ma in quel momento, in quella notte tiepida, ora che non vi era nessuno da sostenere moralmente, cui dare il proprio appoggio, nessuno che potesse criticare il suo virtuosismo, Jack poteva lasciarsi andare completamente; e mentre la musica grave e delicata continuava a diffondersi, Stephen si stupi una volta di piu dell'apparente contraddizione tra il grande e grosso ufficiale di marina, florido e allegro [...] e la musica pensosa, complessa che quello stesso uomo stava ora creando. Una musica che contrastava immensamente con il suo limitato vocabolario, un vocabolario che lo rendeva talvolta quasi incapace di esprimersi.
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music
modesty
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Patrick O'Brian |
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What came first - the music or the misery? Did I listen to the music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to the music? Do all those records turn you into a melancholy person?
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music
nick-hornby
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Nick Hornby |
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The rain rapped the roof like mallets. The thunder was a tympani drum. Downstairs the raiders set fire to the refectory and the flames crackled like a hundred castanets. Those few who had not fled the church were screaming, high, pleading shrieks, met by lower barking orders of those committing the atrocities. The low and high voices, the crackling fire, whipping wind, drumming rain and crashing thunder created an angry symphony, swirling to a crescendo, and just as the invaders threw open the tomb of Saint Pascual, ready to desecrate his bones, the bells above the basilica began to chime, causing all to look up. At that precise moment, Frankie Presto was born.
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music
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Mitch Albom |
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I drive a beat-up Mercury Cougar, with the windows down and the music up. I seek my identity in toughness - but it is Morrie's softness that draws me, and because he doesn't look at me as a kid trying to be something more than I am, I relax.
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identity
music
tough
close
windows
soft
image
kid
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Mitch Albom |
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"I look through the old record collection my dad gave me. Stress relief. I shuffle through the albums feverishly and find what I'm looking for-the Proclaimers. I chuck it on and watch it spin. The ridiculous first notes of "Five Hundred Miles" come on, and I feel like going berserk. Even the Proclaimers are giving me the shits tonight. Their singing's an abomination."
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music
humor
location-1259
the-proclaimers
record
stress-relief
singing
stress
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Markus Zusak |