"Why are we embarrassed by silence? What comfort do we find in all the noise?"
— Mitch Albom, Tuesdays with Morrie
"I give a fuck. I give lots of fucks, actually. I’m a prostitute of feelings."
"It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold; when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade"
— Great Expectations by Charles Dickens (via theriverjordyn)
"Though I may seem at times somewhat distant from you, through the gray mist of my own moods, I am never far; my thoughts always circle around you."
— Friedrich Nietzsche