Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence…
—  Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince
We were almost something. Almost. And that’s what bothers me about how we ended. We were on the very edge of something magical, and we let it slip between our fingers. We had a chance to experience that once in a lifetime love and we blew it. We let it all go to waste. And now we’ll never know what could have been.
—  f.a.w
No matter what the world says , you have the liberty to not be the person you were last year , to not like the things you used to , to not love the people you once did , to have different dreams
don’t let this world trick you . You are not a constant . The galaxies in you are constantly shifting , colliding and creating something new , so don’t apologize for the edges , for the destruction, for the change , .
—  Kriti.G

me, gesturing with my mug and sloshing tea everywhere: see, the important thing to consider is that books are magic, this is a fundamental truth of the matter

person whose house i have broken into in order to lecture them from the nearest armchair: interesting, can u elaborate

me, pensively sipping tea in an intellectual manner: yeah, see, ok, so you open a book, and there’s, a story there? characters? plot? and then you feel stuff? you see.

While loving you I never wished for more, but I did wish for longer
—  Confessions

My April, 2017 book haul!! 💕
They’re all beautiful!!! 💕