Jan 8, 2021
“I guess that's the difference in being loved the right way and the wrong way. You either feel tethered to an anchor...or you feel like you're flying.”
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ― Colleen Hoover, Too Late
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“I guess that's the difference in being loved the right way and the wrong way. You either feel tethered to an anchor...or you feel like you're flying.”
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ― Colleen Hoover, Too Late
when one burns one's bridges, what a very nice fire it makes
dylan thomas
I was raised among books, making invisible friends in pages that seemed cast from dust and whose smell I carry on my hands to this day.
The Shadow of the Wind (The Cemetery of Forgotten Book 1) by Carlos Ruiz Zafon
It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurances in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced - or seemed to face - the whole eternal world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favour. It understood you just so far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself, and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your best, you hoped to convey.
Fitzgerald