Smells of night, earth, and salt air were cooling my temples. The wondrous peace of that sleeping summer flowed through me like a tide… for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. written by Albert Camus, The Stranger (via thearistocatic)
Interviewer : How would you describe yourself as boyfriend ?
Tom Hiddleston : “Very honest, I hope. God, I don’t know. I hope I’m fun, I hope I’m a good time. Spontaneous, surprising, affectionate ? I hope, kind. Dancing… a lot of dancing. I insist upon dancing. Anywhere. Anytime. The more dancing, the better.”
Your handwriting. The way you walk. Which china pattern you choose. It’s all giving you away. Everything you do shows your hand. Everything is a self portrait. Everything is a diary. written by Chuck Palahniuk