"They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered."
| ~ F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise (via le-petite-caroline)|
"I really miss you. It’s just about unbearable. Every moment of every day I think about your absence, and it almost kills me. But of course I’ll be back with you soon, and will not have to miss you, and will not have to know that something, everything, is missing, that what is here is only what is not here. I kiss my pillow before I go to sleep and imagine it’s you. It sounds like something you might do, I know. That’s probably why I do it."
| ~ Everything is Illuminated (by Jonathan Safran Foer)|