Time goes by and people change. I'm a different person than I was when I first made my tumblr so now there's a new name and a new face on my blog to show it. This is just the beginning of a new era of Izzy. Witness the Evolution.
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"I confess I do not believe in time. I like to fold my magic carpet, after use, in such a way as to superimpose one part of the pattern upon another. Let visitors trip. And the highest enjoyment of timelessness-in a landscape selected at random-is when I stand among rare butterflies and their food plants. This is ecstasy, and behind the ecstasy is something else, which is hard to explain. It is like a momentary vacuum into which rushes all that I love. A sense of oneness with sun and stone. A thrill of gratitude to whom it may concern-to the contrapuntal genius of human fate or to tender ghosts humoring a lucky mortal."
Reblogged from bookmania
Vladimir Nabokov, Speak, Memory (via bookmania)
