March 2012
February 2012
The beauty of things must be that they end.
– Jack Kerouac, Tristessa (via honeyforthehomeless)
No, we weren’t lovers, but in a way we had opened ourselves to each other even...
– Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via loveyourchaos)
There is a kind of crying I hope you have not experienced, and it is not just...
– Lemony Snicket (via mirroir)
And so being young and dipped in folly, I fell in love with melancholy.
– Edgar Allan Poe (via chatoyance)
The creation of a single world comes from a huge number of fragments and chaos.
– Hayao Miyazaki (via blua)
I don’t think books will ever disappear for this reason: we need them too much....
– Nancy Jo Sales (via booksandghosts)