"And at last, faintly, falling: this day’s over."
-Ian McEwan, from Saturday (via the-final-sentence)
I’ll be your Emmylou and I’ll be your June
If you’ll be my Gram and my Johnny too
No I’m not asking much of you
Just sing little darling sing with me
"I will not let anyone walk through my mind with their dirty feet."
-Mahatma Gandhi (via purplebuddhaproject)