Tiana, The Princess and th Frog (via littlemissgayle)
And she was so simply his love, his girl, watching him approach as if she were memorizing him and his walk and those flowers and this moment, and he wanted to ask her what sound a heart made when it broke from pleasure, when just the sight of someone filled you the way food, blood, and air never could, when you felt as if you’d been born for only one moment, and this, for whatever reason, was it.
Dennis Lehane, Shutter Island
I had never asked myself that question. I cried because…because something inside me felt the need to cry. That was all I knew.
Allow the morning sun to warm
Your heart when you are young
And let the soft winds of noon
Cool your passion,
But beware the night
For death lurks there,
Waiting, waiting, waiting.
Arthur Rimbaud (Sheldon’s Morning, Noon & Night)
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