“ The man who'll lay the last stone here isn't even born yet. ”
There are easy ways to bring back summer in the snowstorm
~ André Aciman
How I admired people who talked about their vices as though they were distant relatives they'd learn to put up with because they couldn't quite disown them.
I wish I knew how to calibrate my kiss the way he did but passion allows us to hide more.
How historians explain time is one thing, but how we live time is quite another.
