I love rainy days, coffee and books. When I'm happy, I listen to sad songs.

I think everybody who relates to music is kind of isolated. It’s lonely. Everyone who uses the creative side of their brain is that much removed from reality. They are looking for answers wherever they can find them.
by Laura Marling (via murrrrk)
I will love you forever; whatever happens. Until I die and after I die, and when I find my way out of the land of the dead, I’ll drift about forever, all my atoms, until I find you again.
by Phillip Pullman, The Amber Spyglass (via avvfvl)

The sun rises again, with her rosy red fingers, to illuminate the gods as they discuss Calypso’s captive.