Simone Upton

“Outside, the night lay coiled in the street, cobra-cold and scaled with stars.”
― Peter S. Beagle, The Last Unicorn

“Snow was falling,
so much like stars
filling the dark trees
that one could easily imagine
its reason for being was nothing more
than prettiness.”
― Mary Oliver

“In my headphones, I led a life of romance and incident and intrigue, none of which had anything to do with the world outside my Walkman.”
― Rob Sheffield, Love Is a Mix Tape: Life and Loss, One Song at a Time

“There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There's .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I'm likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn't trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I'm grateful.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars