I’ve lived out my melancholy youth. I don’t give a fuck any more what’s behind me, or what’s ahead of me. I’m healthy. Incurably healthy. No sorrows, no regrets. No past, no future. The presents is enough for me. Day by day. Today!
Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day.
I love mankind, it’s people I can’t stand.
What a blessing it is to love books. Everybody must love something, and I know of no objects of love that give such substantial and unfailing returns as books and a garden.
Reading feels like something I was born loving.
We shall meet in the place where there is no darkness.
I love the solitude of reading. I love the deep dive into someone else’s story, the delicious ache of a last page
We accept reality so readily - perhaps because we sense that nothing is real.
Jorge Luis Borges, “The Immortal” (via litverve)
Beautiful sadness is a myth. Sadness turns our features to clay, not porcelain
I shouldn’t be the superhero’s girlfriend, I should be the superhero.
Kristen Stewart [after being offered & turning down a part in a superhero movie] (via dailystews)