September 2012
August 2012
“He looked at me like I was crazy. Most of my lovers do, and that’s partly why they love me, and partly why they leave.”
—Jeanette Winterson
“With freedom, books, flowers, and the moon, who could not be happy?”
—Oscar Wilde
“Love to be real, it must cost—it must hurt—it must empty us of self.”
—Mother Teresa
“It’s lovely to know that the world can’t interfere with the inside of your head.”
—Frank McCourt, Angela’s Ashes
