One day, you’ll find your person.
Your person will be the one that you risk everything for. They’ll make you feel like every moment is precious. Like time could stop forever, and with them, life would be breathtaking. They won’t be perfect and you’ll notice everything about them. Their smile. Their laugh. The way they look at you from the corner of their eye. The way their clothes fit. The way they talk, the things they say.
And when you find them, when you realize that they’re your person, they’ll be the luckiest person alive. Because they’ll have you.
"There are things in this world it is better not to know about."
— Haruki Murakami, The Wind Up Bird Chronicle
"I consider books to be good for our health, and also our spirits, and they help us to become poets or scientists, to understand the stars or else to discover them deep within the aspirations of certain characters, those who sometimes, on certain evenings, escape from the pages and walk among us humans, perhaps the most human of us all."
— José Saramago, The Notebook (via bookshavepores)
I hate waking up.
"I dream of lost vocabularies that might express some of what we no longer can."
— Jack Gilbert
Everyone always wants to get to know you. Everyone always wants to get close. Why? So they can leave?
