Hashim

“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”
― Ernest Hemingway

“It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love.”
― Gabriel Garcia Marquez

“He is ugly and sad... but he is all love.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

“She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita