People living alone get used to loneliness.– F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender is the Night (via gatsbylives)
It’s about misunderstandings between people and places, being disconnected and...– Sofia Coppola (trying to explain what lost in translation is about)
Sometimes I’d like just to ask her what honest words she can’t...– “Fever Dream,” Iron and Wine
In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.” I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.
Write hard and clear about what hurts. – Ernest Hemingway (via thatkindofwoman)
fromme-toyou: The long road home on a gray winter day wrapped in mystery, danced with movement, and dressed in charcoal black. Burleson, Texas Leica / Kodak 400