source: unicorn diaries

How I long for that freedom:

Take me with you. I want a doomed love. I want streets at night, wind and rain, no one wondering where I am.
(Michael Cunningham)

Babushka:

Thirteen:

If everybody married someone from a different race then in one generation there would be no prejudice.
(Evan Rachel Wood)

Paris, je t'aime:

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With stories that end sad, you go on feeling sad afterward, you’re not hungry, you think about it for a long time, and when you look at the book’s cover, you say to yourself, ‘They just go on being unhappy in there…’ You think about what you could do to make things right, you imagine writing the next story where everything would work out…
(The Collected Stories of Collette)

This summer I'll find a new way:

And so with the sunshine and great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.
(Fitzgerald)

In between it all, I grew up.

I had no illusions about love anymore. It came, it went, it left casualties or it didn’t. People weren’t meant to be together forever, regardless of what the songs say.
(Sarah Dressen)

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