Diana

“He was carrying a suitcase with clothing in order to stay and another just like it with almost two thousand letters that she had written him. They were arranged by date in bundles ties with colored ribbons, and they were all unopened.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, Chronicle of a Death Foretold

“David, I’ll fly for you, if you’ll love me!”
“Fly, then.”
“I can’t fly, but love me anyway.”
“Poor wingless child!”
“Is it so hard to love me?”
“Do you think you are easy, my illusive possession?”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, Save Me the Waltz

“He was healthier than the rest of us, but when you listened with the stethoscope you could hear the tears bubbling inside his heart.”
― Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, Chronicle of a Death Foretold

“There seemed to be some heavenly support beneath his shoulder blades that lifted his feet from the ground in ecstatic suspension, as if he secretly enjoyed the ability to fly but was walking as a compromise to convention.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, Save Me the Waltz