You’re either reading a book or you’re not.– Jonathan Franzen (via reading-is-fun)
When I looked at you, my life made sense. Even the bad things made sense. They...– Jonathan Safran Foer (via paintedrosesinaloveletter)
But I love your feet only because they walked upon the earth and upon the...– Pablo Neruda (via danseurs)
So, if this does end up being my last letter, please believe that things are...– The Perks of Being a Wallflower, Stephen Chbosky (via shotgunequivalent)
plumanotte: We gather here together With joyful heart and mind We raise our voices ever Our distant souls to bind To remember in that moment Our friendship love and joy That music made together May one day heal mankind Something I used to sing with my choir/showchoir before every performance.