and all at once I feel this, how it clings to me
Passion Pit, The Reeling (via yeahcoolwhatever)
it reels and calls me towards a confounding destiny
and I can feel the madness inch by inch
the more I run, the more I am convinced
She liked being reminded of butterflies. She remembered being six or seven and crying over the fates of the butterflies in her yard after learning that they lived for only a few days. Her mother had comforted her and told her not to be sad for the butterflies, that just because their lives were short didn’t mean they were tragic. Watching them flying in the warm sun among the daisies in their garden, her mother had said to her, see, they have a beautiful life. Alice liked remembering that.
Lisa Genova (Still Alice)(Source: quotelibrary.info, via myquotelibrary)
