#eton

She's got the kind of ethereal, unselfconscious beauty some young girls possess that breaks your heart. Or theirs. ↗

— Ilsa J. Bick

#pendleton #beauty

Two daiquiris withdrew into a corner of a gorgeous room and one told the other a lie. ↗

— John Berryman

#dreams

If you cannot get rid of the family skeleton, you may as well make it dance. ↗

— George Bernard Shaw

#cannot #dance #get #make #may

You look angry," he said. "You put me on hold." "For a very good reason." "You put me," she said very, very slowly, "on hold. ↗

— Derek Landy

#humor #skeleton #valykrie #funny

We turn skeletons into goddesses and look to them as if they might teach us how not to need. ↗

— Marya Hornbacher

#bulimia #eating-disorders #skeletons #thin #teaching

It occurs to me that cricket is not the true sport in London - gossip is. ↗

— Libba Bray

#london

The letter had been crumpled up and tossed onto the grate. It had burned all around the edges, so the names at the top and bottom had gone up in smoke. But there was enough of the bold black scrawl to reveal that it had indeed been a love letter. And as Hannah read the singed and half-destroyed parchment, she was forced to turn away to hide the trembling of her hand. —should warn you that this letter will not be eloquent. However, it will be sincere, especially in light of the fact that you will never read it. I have felt these words like a weight in my chest, until I find myself amazed that a heart can go on beating under such a burden. I love you. I love you desperately, violently, tenderly, completely. I want you in ways that I know you would find shocking. My love, you don't belong with a man like me. In the past I've done things you wouldn't approve of, and I've done them ten times over. I have led a life of immoderate sin. As it turns out, I'm just as immoderate in love. Worse, in fact. I want to kiss every soft place of you, make you blush and faint, pleasure you until you weep, and dry every tear with my lips. If you only knew how I crave the taste of you. I want to take you in my hands and mouth and feast on you. I want to drink wine and honey from you. I want you under me. On your back. I'm sorry. You deserve more respect than that. But I can't stop thinking of it. Your arms and legs around me. Your mouth, open for my kisses. I need too much of you. A lifetime of nights spent between your thighs wouldn't be enough. I want to talk with you forever. I remember every word you've ever said to me. If only I could visit you as a foreigner goes into a new country, learn the language of you, wander past all borders into every private and secret place, I would stay forever. I would become a citizen of you. You would say it's too soon to feel this way. You would ask how I could be so certain. But some things can't be measured by time. Ask me an hour from now. Ask me a month from now. A year, ten years, a lifetime. The way I love you will outlast every calendar, clock, and every toll of every bell that will ever be cast. If only you— And there it stopped. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#hannah-appleton #love #love-letters #passion #rafe-bowman

I went to Princeton specifically to study physics. ↗

— Jeff Bezos

#physics #princeton #specifically #study #went

Children are amazing, and while I go to places like Princeton and Harvard and Yale, and of course I teach at Columbia, NYU, and that's nice and I love students, but the most fun of all are the real little ones, the young ones. ↗

— David Dinkins

#children #columbia #course #fun #go

I have a very beautiful room that in my house that we bought in Princeton. It's glass on three sides, and you'd think that's the perfect place to write. Somehow in that nice room I feel too exposed, and I can notice I'm too distracted by things going on, so I end up writing in a not-very-nice office bedroom. ↗

— Jeffrey Eugenides

#bedroom #bought #distracted #end #exposed