"Thanks. It has pockets!"
— every girl ever responding to a compliment on a skirt/dress that has pockets (via nbronten)
"I wish we could spend July by the sea, browning ourselves and feeling water-weighted hair flow behind us from a dive. I wish our gravest concerns were the summer gnats. I wish we were hungry for hot dogs and dopes, and it would be nice to smell the starch of summer linens and the faint odor of talc in blistering summer bath houses … We could lie in long citoneuse beams of the five o’clock sun on the plage at Juan-les-Pins and hear the sound of the drum and piano being scooped out to sea by the waves."
— Zelda Fitzgerald, Dear Scott, Dearest Zelda: The Love Letters of F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald (via felicityoftheseas)
"My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?"
— David Mitchell (Cloud Atlas)