Hannah Johnson

“Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter--tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther.... And one fine morning-- So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

“One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.”
― Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums

“Remember, we are our own griefs, my dear, we are our own happinesses and we are our own remedies.

[An excerpt from “My friend, Abigail”]”
― Huseyn Raza