Quote reblogged from the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses with 4 notes
The winter loves me. I mean as much as you can say a season can love. What I mean is, I love winter and when you really love something, then it loves you back, in whatever way it has to love.
from the book, “A Separate Peace” by John Knowles (via thoughtsonasunday) (via collectingraindrops) (via alishalisha)
Also:
I’m almost glad this war came along. It’s like a test, isn’t it, and only the things and the people who’ve been evolving the right way survive
Source: thoughtsonasunday