February 2012
Dearest,
I feel certain that I am going mad again. I feel we can’t go through...
– Virginia Woolf’s last note to her husband she wrote… (via 1maruzatimvar)
Let us consider letters- how they come at breakfast, and at night, with their...
– Virginia Woolf, Jacob’s Room (VIII)
Unfortunately we live in a society where they tell us we have to look a certain...
– Mr. Feeny (via ex-peri-ence)
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I did not know what to say to him. I felt awkward and blundering. I did not know...
– The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, (via girlinlondon)
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