Jasmine (espresso_reader)

“We had the stars, you and I. And this is given once only.”
― André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

“Because this mess I made I made with love. Because they came into my life, these ghosts, like something poured. Because crying, believe it or not, did wonders.”
― Ocean Vuong, Time is a Mother

“That’s just what translation is, I think. That’s all speaking is. Listening to the other and trying to see past your own biases to glimpse what they’re trying to say. Showing yourself to the world, and hoping someone else understands.”
― R.F. Kuang, Babel

“This one,” he said, stopping me in front of a grand painting that covered the wall. It was a painting of a pale, well-dressed woman. She wore a voluminous dress that overtook her plush chair; seated at a desk in front of a window, she clutched flowers and a note. It breathed of sunlight; each color used in the painting had a yellow or orange hue. Reading the plaque on the wall, it said: “Love Letters” by Jean Honoré Fragonard.”
― Liana Cincotti, Picking Daisies on Sundays