Megan McCormack

“I loved her enough to forget myself, my self pitying despairs, and be content that something she thought happy was going to happen.”
― Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany’s and Three Stories

“There are no bad pictures; that's just how your face looks sometimes.”
― Abraham Lincoln

“Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue, and the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.”
― E.Y. Harburg

“Let me begin by telling you that I was in love. An ordinary statement, to be sure, but not an ordinary fact, for so few of us learn that love is tenderness, and tenderness is not, as a fair proportian suspect, pity; and still fewer know that happiness in love is not the absolute focusing of all emotion in another: one has always to love a good many things which the beloved must come only to symbolize; the true beloveds of this world are in their lovers's eyes lilacs opening, ship lights, school bells, a landscape, remembered conversations, friends, a child's Sunday, lost voices, one's favourite suit, autumn and all seasons, memory, yes, it being the earth and water of existence, memory.”
― Truman Capote, Other Voices, Other Rooms