January 2012
People don’t write sonnets about being compatible. Or novels about shared life...
– Blair Waldorf (via lauralizabeth)
My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that, and I intend to end up there.
– Rumi (via girlinlondon)
I have less time, less tolerance for bullshit, more interest in good taste, more...
– Nick Hornby (via bourbonandpearls)
Maybe…you’ll fall in love with me all over again.”
“Hell,” I said, “I love you...
– A Farewell To Arms, Ernest Hemingway (via bourbonandpearls)
Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation....
– (via prettypic)