December 2011
I often used to dream about you — vivid dreams with clear-cut stories. In these...
– Haruki Murakami, The Wind-up Bird Chronicle (via katelizabeth)
A human doesn’t have a heart like mine. The human heart is a line, whereas my...
– Markus Zusak, The Book Thief (via serialstranger)
Yes, Anais, I was thinking how I could betray you, but I can’t. I want you. I...
– Henry Miller to Anais Nin (via periferie)
At the bottom of her heart, however, she was waiting for something to happen....
– Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary (via serialstranger)
III →
But we are alone, darling child, terribly, isolated each from the other; so...
– Truman Capote, Other Voices, Other Rooms (via serialstranger)