Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influence of the earth.
Henry David Thoreau, Walden (via larmoyante)
She was one of those stars, a bright dot in blackness, without home, without a companion, in eternal cold and silence.
Maxine Hong Kingston, The Woman Warrior (via larmoyante)
I’ll read my books and I’ll drink coffee and I’ll listen to music, and I’ll bolt the door.
J.D. Salinger, A Boy in France (via stxxz)