✧･ﾟ: * nhim ✧･ﾟ:*

“Cubitum eamus?"
"What?"
"Nothing.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“But how,” said Charles, who was close to tears, “how can you possibly justify cold-blooded murder?’
Henry lit a cigarette. “I prefer to think of it,” he had said, “as redistribution of matter.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History