"I don’t want you to get the idea she was a goddam icicle or something, just because we never necked or horsed around much. She wasn’t. I held hands with her all the time, for instance. That doesn’t sound like much, I realize, but she was terrific to hold hands with. Most girls if you hold hands with them, their goddam hand dies on you, or else they think they have to keep moving their hand all the time, as if they were afraid they’d bore you or something. Jane was different. We’d get into a goddam movie or something, and right away we’d start holding hands, and we wouldn’t quit till the movie was over. And without changing the position or making a big deal out of it. You never even worried, with Jane, whether your hand was sweaty or not. All you knew was, you were happy. You really were."

from The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger

It’s a lot easier to be lost than found. It’s the reason we’re always searching and rarely discovered-so many locks not enough keys.

from Lock and Key by Sarah Dessen

// the moment you found a key for a lock, you find a bunch of locks behind the opened door.

Good friends, good books, and a sleepy conscience:
this is the ideal life


- Mark Twain

wonder what's in it

source nymph--o

Dedicated to...

source   Leonard Woolf’s The Village in the Jungle

Time Passes, Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise.
It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does, Even for me.

- Stephanie Meyer, New Moon

I hate when people say, "Why are you reading the book? Just watch the movie."

source The Great Love Story

// Yea I always think the book and movie versions of the same story are different stories

Cloud Book Study

artist Heidi Neilson

// It says so much without a word

Kiss me a question, ask me again with your eyes and I’ll answer with my fingers, trailing reasons down your spine. 

There’s a theory behind your knees and a postulate in that sweet spot on your neck, and I’ll respond to your query with a smooch and a holler, roll you up against the sink and wash your hair, make love till the plates fall off the shelf. 

- Lou Beach, 420 Characters