Shelby

“How frail the human heart must be―a mirrored pool of thought.”
― Sylvia Plath, Letters Home

“And when the fog's over and the stars and the moon come out at night it'll be a beautiful sight.”
― Jack Kerouac, Big Sur

“I like people too much or not at all. I've got to go down deep, to fall into people, to really know them.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“Rocks are space, and space is illusion.”
― Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums