Mar

“I hope you will love your baby. I hope it will be a boy. That husband of yours, I hope, will always treat you well, because otherwise my specter shall come out of him, like black smoke, like a demented giant, and pull him apart nerve by nerve. ...I am thinking of aurochs and angels, the secret of durable pigments, prophetic sonnets, the refuge of art. And this is the only immortality you and I may share, my Lolita.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

“Is it better to speak or die?”
― André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

“But to feel nothing so as not to feel anything – what a waste!”
― André Aciman, Call Me By Your Name

“I am pissed off at your insensitive inability to understand why I'm pissed off in the first place.”
― Ai Yazawa