Each day, we wake slightly altered, and the person we were yesterday is dead. So why, one could say, be afraid of death, when death comes all the time?
― John Updike, Self-Consciousness (via larmoyante)
A long time ago I learned not to explain things to people. It misleads them into thinking they’re entitled to know everything I do.
― Lisa Kleypas, Dreaming of You (via larmoyante)