I just don’t even know how to talk to people anymore
All the hardest, coldest people you meet,
were once as soft as water.
And that’s the tragedy of living.
Iain S. Thomas (via safeguards)
I like the sea: we understand one another. It is always yearning, sighing for something it cannot have; and so am I.
Greta Garbo, (picture Show Magazine Interview, 1927)
Jack Kerouac, On the Road (via mofobian)