I’m a fool, to confuse this with goodness. I am not good. I know too much to be good. I know myself. I know myself to be vengeful, greedy, secretive and sly.
|—||Cat’s Eye, Margaret Atwood (via helplesslyamazed)|
If you expect nothing from anybody, you’re never disappointed.
|—||Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via bookmania)|
When your beauty struck me, it dissolved me. Deep down, I am not different from you. I dreamed you, I wished for your existence. I see in you that part of me which is you. I surrender my sincerity because if I love you it means we share the same fantasies, we share the same madness.
What I possess, seems far away to me, and what is gone becomes reality.
|—||Johann Wolfgang von Goethe | Faust (via blackthirteen)|