231I swear I only want to hear about you, to know what you’ve been doing. It’s a hundred years since we’ve met - it may be another hundred before we meet again.
Edith Wharton, The Age of Innocence (via larmoyante)
She was still waiting for him to come back to her, even though he wasn’t going to. She was still holding out for something that wasn’t going to happen. She was good at waiting. That seemed like a sad thing to be good at.
Ann Brashares, Girls In Pants: The Third Summer Of The Sisterhood (via larmoyante)
(Source: the-intact)
