You’re gonna like the way this song makes you depressed
You’re only given a little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it.
The sadness of the past is with me always.
My problem is that I fall in love with words, rather than actions. I fall in love with ideas and thoughts, instead of reality. And it will be the death of me.
She wanted to die, but she also wanted to live in Paris.
― Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary