"Somewhere in his body—perhaps in the marrow of his bones—he would continue to feel her absence."
- Haruki Murakami, Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman: 24 Stories (via larmoyante)
"‘You must never behave as if your life belongs to a man. Do you hear me?’ Aunty Ifeka said. ‘Your life belongs to you and you alone.’"
- Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Half of a Yellow Sun (via larmoyante)
"She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn’t supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something."
- Eleanor & Park, Rainbow Rowell (via franstar)