Camille

“The truth is rarely pure and never simple.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”
― Anais Nin

“He's like a drug for you, Bella.”
― Stephenie Meyer, Eclipse

“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.”
― Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere's Fan