January 2012
What is real?” asked the Rabbit one day.
“Real isn’t how you are made,” said...
– ( The Velveteen Rabbit by Margery Williams Bianco )
(via a-silly-little-moment)
I can’t think of any greater happiness than to be with you all the time, without...
– Franz Kafka, The Castle (via lueurs)
Oh, darling, you will be good to me, won’t you? Because we’re going to have a...
– Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms (via aestivial)
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When I am lonely for boys it’s their bodies I miss. I study their hands...
– Margaret Atwood, Cat’s Eye
The only unbearble thing is that nothing is unbearable.
– Arthur Rimbaud (via thelongcut)