Write hard and clear about what hurts.Ernest Hemingway (via pomeray)
I think she always nursed a small mad hope.Vladimir Nabokov (via alibis-not-needed-anymore)
Do not be angry with the rain; it simply does not know how to fall upwards.Vladimir Nabokov (via stuff—n—things)
Both memory and imagination are a negation of time.Vladimir Nabokov (via andreagoldston)
No, non hai capito niente.
Voglio che tu venga a vivere con me, e a morire con me, e tutto con me.