Because love, love is never finished. It circles and circles, the memories out of order and not always complete. -Sara Zarr
I don’t ask myself what did I live for, said Carlene strongly. That is a man’s question. I ask whom did I live for. -Zadie Smith
I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your yesterdays are burried deep—leave it anyway except a slow way, leave it the fastest way you can. -Beryl Markham
Feelings can be like wild animals—we underrate how fierce they are until we’ve opened their cage.
-Richard Paul Evans
Images via Cocaine Girl and Hello, Bluebird and Sebastian.