Manasvi Rao

“I hope to arrive to my death, late, in love, and a little drunk.”
― Atticus c

“She thought of the library, so shining white and new; the rows and rows of unread books; the bliss of unhurried sojourns there and of going out to a restaurant, alone, to eat.”
― Maud Hart Lovelace, Betsy and Tacy Go Downtown