How can I remain peaceful without turning my face completely to the world? I belong to quick, futile moments of intense feeling. Yes, I belong to moments. Not to people. In all other ways I lead a perfectly ordinary life - except that I do not like thinking and talking about anything ordinary unless one makes me. Virginia Woolf, A Passionate Apprentice: The Early Journals 1897 - 1909   (via stainedpoems)

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Everybody’s youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness. F. Scott Fitzgerald, “The Diamond as Big as the Ritz”
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