December 2011
“Fuck. It’s like, when you’re with someone like that, just being together is...”
– Delilah Wells
“Let us forget with generosity those who cannot love us.”
– Pablo Neruda
Where did love begin? What human being looked at another and saw in their face the forests and the sea? Was there a day, exhausted and weary, dragging home food, arms cut and scarred, that you saw yellow flowers and, not knowing what you did, picked them because I love you?
- Jeanette Winterson
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