"And the more deeply I felt, the less I was able to respond."
- (this, always)
"Maybe I’m getting tired – I can’t think of anything but nights with you. I want them warm and silvery."
— Zelda Fitzgerald, “Letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald,” May 1919 (via wordsnquotes
"Love is not something you protect. It’s something you risk."
"A strange thing, the human heart in general, and woman’s heart in particular."
"Baby, sometimes I don’t understand you
But you’re the abstract art in my modern museum.
And baby, sometimes we fall apart
But the ruins of my heart stand like a colosseum."
"We live for books. A sweet mission in this world dominated by disorder and decay."
"If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s this: We all want everything to be okay. We don’t even wish so much for fantastic or marvelous or outstanding. We will happily settle for okay, because most of the time, okay is enough."
"Every year, the bright Scandinavian summer nights fade away without anyone’s noticing. One evening in August you have an errand outdoors, and all of a sudden it’s pitch-black. It is still summer, but the summer is no longer alive."