Nicole

“Walking and talking - that seemed a very odd way of spending an afternoon.”
― Aldous Huxley, Brave New World and Brave New World Revisited

“And in all those escapes he could not help being astonished by the beauty of this land that was not his. He his in its breast, fingered its earth for food, clung to its banks to lap water and tried not to love it. On nights when the sky was personal, weak with the weight of its own stars, he made himself not love it. Its graveyards and its low-lying rivers. Or just a house - solitary under a chinaberry tree; maybe a mule tethered and the light hitting its hide just so. Anything could stir him and he tried hard not to love it.”
― Toni Morrison, Beloved

“...most of the time we were alone and mixing up our souls ever more and ever more till it would be terribly hard to say good-by.”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road

“The impetus to grow and live intensely is so powerful in me I cannot resist it. I will work, I will love my husband, but I will fulfill myself.”
― Anaïs Nin, Henry and June: From the Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin