January 2012
“She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer (via misswallflower
)
“And now I’m looking at you,” he said, “and you’re asking me if I still want you,...”
– Cassandra Clare (via quotewhore
)
“You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves...”
– Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast (via moldavia
)
