February 2010
January 2010
“I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and...”
– (via mariecriedwolf)
When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children, even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.
— Brian W. Aldiss
Bad Little Woman
