omnia mutantur, nihil interit.


sitting alone in a coffee shop. lady day serenading the room. and it scares me how much i love you.

"when the [heart's] impulses move us, none of us can stop their sudden promptings from easily breaking out, and even more easily overflowing into words which are the ever-ready indications of the heart's emotions: as it is written, 'a man's words are spoken from the overflowing of the heart.' i will therefore hold my hand from writing words which i cannot restrain my tongue from speaking; would that a grieving heart would be as ready to obey as a writer's hand!"