À la folie

The hours between 12am and 6am
have a funny habit of making you feel
like you’re either on top of the world,
or under it.

When I first met you, that’s what I remember. I looked up at the sky and thought, I’m going to love this person because even the sky looks different.

You’re in love with impossibility.

Leave me to my own absurdity.

folie a deux (γαλλικά) : όταν δύο άνθρωποι έχουν τις ίδιες τρελές ιδέες

I’m not sure what I’ll do, but— well, I want to go places and see people. I want my mind to grow. I want to live where things happen on a big scale.

I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.

Love is a fire.
It burns everyone.
It disfigures everyone.
It is the world’s excuse
for being ugly.

And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.