Salsabil

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”
― Anais Nin

“So many books, so little time.”
― Frank Zappa

“He's like a drug for you, Bella.”
― Stephenie Meyer, Eclipse

“There are some days when I think I'm going to die from an overdose of satisfaction.”
― Salvador Dalí