Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to VΓ©ra
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Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to VΓ©ra
[ID: 3 green leaves with text stamped on them. They say "It's so hot and the sky's so blue", "I want people to know me", "but it's so hard to tell them". ]
e.e. cummings, βin the rainβ (from Tulips), Complete Poems: 1904-1962
[Text ID: βa single star is uttered,and i
think Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β of youβ]
βWherever you are, and whatever you do, be in love.β
β Rumi
Franz Kafka // Sylvia Plath
βI need to stop fantasizing about running away to some other life and start figuring out the one I have.β
β Holly Black
βBut then it passed, as all things do.β
β Khaled Hosseini, And the Mountains Echoed
βThe Picture of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde
βyouβre so polite with your sadness. you donβt want to ruin this for anyone.β
β β Silas Melvin, from βTwenty,β Grit
βThere is love in holding and there is love in letting go.β
β Elizabeth Berg
βI hope one day we can forgive each other for not being what we wanted each other to beβ
β Kriti G.
βI think you lost all interest in this world. You were disappointed and discouraged, and lost interest in everything. So you abandoned your physical body. You went to a world apart and youβre living a different kind of life there. In a world inside you.β
β Haruki Murakami, 1Q84
Iβm such a slut for casual intimacy. Like yesss rest your chin on my shoulder while we're in line at the grocery store, I live for that shit.
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[ID: August 15. Wasted day. Spent sleeping and lying down. END ID]