It’s a funny thing about coming home. Looks the same, smells the same, feels the same. You’ll realize what’s changed is you.
Beautiful things grow to a certain height and then they fail and fade off, breathing out memories as they decay.
Our lives are defined by opportunities, even the ones we miss.
I was within and without, simultaneausly enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via bookmania)
For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.
Why don’t you tell me that “if the girl had been worth having, she’d have waited for you?” No, sir, the girl really worth having won’t wait for anybody.
Let us learn to show our friendship for a man when he is alive and not after he is dead.
F. Scott Fitzgerald (The Great Gatsby)