Bailey Robertson

“A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.”
― Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last

“All that I know about my life, it seems, I have learned in books.”
― Jean-Paul Sartre

“Love goes very far beyond the physical person of the beloved. It finds its deepest meaning in his spiritual being, his inner self. Whether or not he is actually present, whether or not he is still alive at all, ceases somehow to be of importance.”
― Viktor E. Frankl, Man's Search for Meaning

“Real loneliness is not necessarily limited to when you are alone.”
― Charles Bukowski