She was wearing a pair of my pajamas with the sleeves rolled up. When she laughed I wanted her again. A minute later she asked me if I loved her. I told her it didn’t mean anything but that I didn’t think so. She looked sad. But as we were fixing lunch, and for no apparent reason, she laughed in such a way that I kissed her.
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| — | Albert Camus, The Stranger (via pavorst) |
Boredom: the desire for desires
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| — | Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoy (via hoodoothatvoodoo) (via hoodoothatvoodoo) |
Like the way the sun is right now, with the long shadows, and that kind of bright, soft light you get when the sun isn’t quite setting? That’s the light that makes everything better, everything prettier, and today, everything just seemed to be in that light.
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| — | John Green, Looking for Alaska (via bookmania) |
