Listless hours

I look upon a pinhead and I see angels dancing.

“She’d obviously read the book many times before, and so she read flawlessly and confidently, and I could hear her smile in the reading of it, and the sound of that smile made me think that maybe I would like novels better if Alaska Young read them to me.”

Looking For Alaska - By John Green. (via ohwhereareyoualaska)

“Starting up from this dream, he felt encompassed by a deep sadness. Worthless, so it seemed to him, worthless and pointless was the way he had been going through life; nothing which was alive, nothing which was in some way delicious or worth keeping he had left in his hands. Alone he stood there and empty like a castaway on the shore.”

– Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha (via whyallcaps)