December 2011
witanddelight:
Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta.
— Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita
“Let us forget with generosity those who cannot love us.”
– Pablo Neruda
“I hate this feeling. Like I’m here, but I’m not. Like someone cares. But they...”
– Ellen Hopkins, Crank.
“So, I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you.”
– Paulo Coelho (via fairylullaby)
