Il regalo più grande che tu puoi fare a qualcuno è il tuo tempo, perché quando regali a qualcuno il tuo tempo, regali un pezzo della tua vita che che non ti ritornerà mai indietro.
Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on. I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you.
Jonathan Safran Foer
… all things end eventually,
No matter how permanent they seem, no matter how
Desperately you want them to remain. And now the sun
Comes out once more, and life becomes sweet again,
Sweet and familiar, on the verge of summer.
Sleep now and hope to dream.
Disappearance I by Jeanette Winterson, in The World and Other Places (via the-final-sentence)
The world’s continual breathing is what we hear and call silence.
- I thought you said you hated taking photographs?
- ––I do, but this is just to remind me that you're not a dream.