“I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days—three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.”
I feel so intensely the delights of shutting oneself up in a little world of one’s own, with pictures and music and everything beautiful.
Virginia Woolf, The Voyage Out (via girlinlondon)
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What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction.
Chuck Palahniuk (via selfinspiration)
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If I go to University, I’m going to read what I want, and listen to what I want, and I’m going to look at paintings and watch French films, and I’m going to talk to people who know lots about lots.
An Education (via alittlelionheartedgirl)
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“If I go to University, I’m going to read what I want, and listen to what I want, and I’m going to look at paintings and watch French films, and I’m going to talk to people who know lots about lots.”
She did not need much, wanted very little. A kind word, sincerity, fresh air, clean water, a garden, kisses, books to read, sheltering arms, a cosy bed, and to love and be loved in return.
Starra Neely Blade (via thefashionatelier)
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