"Does it mean nothing to you, the unblemished thighs I worshipped and the showers of kisses you had from me?"
— Achilles to Patroclus (in Aeschylus’s Myrmidones)
(Source: patroclusandachilles, via googlemaiden)
"And lastly from that period I remember riding in a taxi one afternoon between very tall buildings under a mauve and rosy sky; I began to bawl because I had everything I wanted and knew I would never be so happy again."
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Crack-Up (via supermodelgif)