“Old lovers go the way of old photographs, bleaching out gradually as in a slow bath of acid: first the moles and pimples, then the shadings. Then the faces themselves, until nothing remains but the general outlines.”—Cat’s Eye, Margaret Atwood (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
“I wanted to cry, but I realized that I was too old for that. I would be a woman soon and I would have to learn how to live with a divided heart.”—The Red Tent, Anita Diamant (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
“A year. A thousand kisses. And now a thousand one, a thousand two. There are so many other place we could have ended up, but I have to believe none of them would have felt this right. “All I want is you” is not entirely true. I want so much more, and with you I think I can get it.”—The Realm of Possibility, David Levithan (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
“I meant,” said Ipslore bitterly, “what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?”
Death thought about it.
“Cats,” he said eventually. “Cats are nice.”—Sourcery, Terry Pratchett (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
“We are the bright new stars born of a screaming black hole, the nascent suns burst from the darkness, from the grasping void of space that folds and swallows—a darkness that would devour anyone not as strong as we. We are oddities, sideshows, talk show subjects. We capture everyone’s imagination.”—A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius, Dave Eggers (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
“I want morning and noon and nightfall with you. I want your tears, your smiles, your kisses…the smell of your hair, the taste of your skin, the touch of your breath on my face. I want to see you in the final hour of my life…to lie in your arms as I take my last breath.”—Again the Magic, Lisa Kleypas (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
Can already feel the smell of winter. Looking outside the windows and smoking. The sky is all gray and it’s all foggy and mysterious. Cold, so cold. Freezing wind is going through the body, feeling the cold pain in my bones. But I love the winter. It always brings back memories, the good ones. The smell and the chilly feeling that hovers in the air makes me feel alive.
It’s so cold. Hope snow will fall this year. Want to see everything covered in white.