I know the night is not the same as the day: that all things are different, that the things of the night cannot be explained in the day, because they do not then exist, and the night can be a dreadful time for lonely people once their loneliness has started.
— Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms (via larmoyante)
There’s no one who loves me. No one who needs me. So I decide, and I destroy myself.
— Lilico, Helter Skelter (ヘルタースケルター, 2012)
If you really want to do something, you will find a way. If you don’t, you will find an excuse.
— E. James Rohn (via fawun)