July 2012
38 posts
“My life has been stolen from me. I’m living in a town I have no wish to live in…...”
– Virginia Woolf, The Hours (via liisihideskittens)
“The soul becomes dyed with the color of its thoughts.”
– Marcus Aurelius (via humanformat)
“My heart was a hysterical, unreliable organ.”
– Vladimir Nabokov (via heleneblanche)
“Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.”
– Anton Chekhov
