adri ☆

“These too are of a burning color--not orange, not gold, but if pure gold were liquid and could raise a cream, that golden cream might be like the color of the poppies.”
― John Steinbeck, East of Eden

“It was as if that great rush of anger had washed me clean, emptied me of hope, and, gazing up at the dark sky spangled with its signs and stars, for the first time, the first, I laid my heart open to the benign indifference of the universe.
To feel it so like myself, indeed, so brotherly, made me realize that I'd been happy, and that I was happy still. For all to be accomplished, for me to feel less lonely, all that remained to hope was that on the day of my execution there should be a huge crowd of spectators and that they should greet me with howls of execration.”
― Albert Camus, The Stranger

“It makes me sad because I've never seen such--such beautiful shirts before.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

“Love knows no virtue, no merit; it loves and forgives and tolerates everything because it must. We are not guided by reason...”
― Leopold von Sacher-Masoch, Venus in Furs