“She went for walks in the park and in the woods that joined the park, and enjoyed the solitude and mystery, kicked the brown leaves of autumn and picked the primroses of spring. But it was all like a dream; or rather, it was like the simulacrum of reality. The oak-leaves were to her were like oak-leaves seen ruffling in a mirror, she herself was a figure somebody had read about, or memories, or words.”.”—D.H. Lawrence (via thedevilkid)
“I love you also means I love you more than anyone loves you, or has loved you, or will love you, and also, I love you in a way that no one loves you, or has loved you, or will love you, and also, I love you in a way that I love no one else, and never have loved anyone else, and never will love anyone else.”—Jonathan Safran Foer (via lunaoki)
