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Lou being a pocket-size person,
It was one of those moments when you feel unbelievably lucky to have been placed on the planet at the same time as the people in your life.
“Being something for someone else is a perfectly good waste of a life, isn’t it?
dark things must be loved secretly, in the space between the soul and the shadows.
What did she look like sleeping? Were her eyelids light lavender or the palest seashell pink? Did she leave her hair in a pile on top of her head while she slept, or did it float around her like seaweed in a shallow pond?
‘If you are afraid of loneliness, don’t marry.’”
Because what I was really longing for at that moment was for someone to long for me.
Don’t let perfect be the enemy of good.”
When something comes to you so easily, it may leave that same way, and you’ll be left wondering if it ever was at all.
apparently using titanium rods to hit resin-covered rubber spheres across a grassy knoll was what men who had amassed great fortunes early in life did to celebrate the passage from one gilded year to the next.
as it happens, a basic proficiency in the English language holds actual value outside of the field of literature.
“A quest for perfection at the cost of everything,”
Every event is different to those who have lived it, those who have witnessed it, and those who only later read of it.
