Karielle

“I asked her if she believed in love, and she smiled and said it was her most elaborate method of self-harm.”
― Benedict Smith

“I was satisfied with haiku until I met you, but now I want a Russian novel,
a 50-page description of you sleeping.”
― Dean Young

“Hold me closer tiny dancer, count the headlights on the highway. Lay me down in sheets of linen, you had a busy day today.”
― Elton John

“Am I in love? --yes, since I am waiting. The other one never waits. Sometimes I want to play the part of the one who doesn't wait; I try to busy myself elsewhere, to arrive late; but I always lose at this game. Whatever I do, I find myself there, with nothing to do, punctual, even ahead of time. The lover's fatal identity is precisely this: I am the one who waits.”
― Roland Barthes, A Lover's Discourse: Fragments