“It’s hard to communicate anything exactly and that’s why perfect relationships between people are difficult to find.” ― Gustave Flaubert, Sentimental Education.
reading
“It is true of course, that I have a will of iron, but it can be switched off if the circumstances seem to demand it.” ― P.G. Wodehouse, Jeeves in the Morning.
“There’s an intimacy in listening to somebody’s lies, I’ve always thought—you learn more about someone from the things they wish were true than from the things that actually are.” ― Jennifer duBois, A Partial History of Lost Causes.
“It seemed important to convey that I understood. Isn’t that what intimacy so often is? Supposing you understand, conveying that you do, because you feel in theory that you could understand, and you want to, and yet secretly you don’t?” — Rachel Kushner, The Flamethrowers
“We crave permission openly to become our secret selves.” – Salman Rushdie, The Moor’s Last Sigh.
I’ve got a date on Tuesday with a guy who was able to engage me in a long, intelligent text conversation about books. Good books. Actual books. Books written for freaking adults. And Golden Girls. And working out without sounding like a meathead. And he sweetly asked before sending me a picture of his abs because he didn’t want to impose.
Is it Tuesday yet?
(So happy I saved this gif in my drafts. Clearly wishful thinking pays off.)
“I’m yours – you know it,” F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise.
“I have nothing to give but my heart so full and these empty hands.” – Louisa May Alcott, Little Women.
dangerous games ( collaboration with milk-sockets )
“The conversation of kisses. Subtle, engrossing, fearless and transforming.” – Alice Munro, Runaway.
“Listen. Look. Desire is a house. Desire needs closed space. Desire runs out of doors or windows, or slats or pinpricks, it can’t fit under the sky, too large. Close the doors. Close the windows.” – Aimee Bender, Willful Creatures.