‘Whatever marriage is, it isn’t that.’
‘Isn’t what, Harriet?’
‘Letting your affection corrupt your judgement. What kind of life could we have if I knew that you had become less than yourself by marrying me?’
Dorothy L. Sayers, Busman’s Honeymoon (via smokeandsong)
permanence is beautiful.
to my ally, my pillar, my media naranja, my heart’s delight, my muse:
thank you for showing up in a Facebook message and sweeping me the hell off my feet. ‘cause this is wonderful. this is every little!August dream and hope plus a million more.
