Stay away from the ones you love too much. Those are the ones who will kill you.
The Goldfinch, by Donna Tartt
Stay away from the ones you love too much. Those are the ones who will kill you.
The sadness of the past is with me always.
You will burn and you will burn out; you will be healed and come back again.
Your soul has fallen to bits and pieces. Good. Rearrange them to suit yourself.
And why get angry at Helen?
As if she singlehandedly destroyed those
multitudes of men.
As if she all alone
made this wound in us.
I didn’t like having to explain to them, so I just shut up, smoked a cigarette, and looked at the sea.
Do you know what a foreign accent is? It’s a sign of bravery.
I probably still adore you with your hands around my neck.