At fifteen you had the radiance of early morning, at twenty you will begin to have the melancholy brilliance of the moon.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise (via seabois)
There is no mistaking a real book when one meets it. It is like falling in love.
— Christopher Morley, Pipefuls (via observando)
You will hear thunder and remember me,
and think: she wanted storms…
— Anna Akhmatova (via observando)