February 2011
January 2011
I love you, Dominique. As selfishly as the fact that I exist. As selfishly as my...
– The Fountainhead, Ayn Rand
That which you manifest is before you.
– - The Art Of Racing In The Rain
I mean they don’t seem able to love us just the way we are. They don’t seem able...
– Teddy, J.D. Salinger
Don’t cry, I’m sorry to have deceived you so much, but that’s how life is.
– Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov
My heart was a hysterical unreliable organ.
– Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov