Maybe a relationship is just two idiots who don’t know a damn thing except the fact that they’re willing to figure it out together.
Every city has a sex and an age which have nothing to do with demography. Rome is feminine. London is a teenager, an urchin, and in this hasn’t changed since the time of Dickens. Paris, I believe, is a man in his twenties in love with an older woman.
I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.
Let go of the idea of what is normal, and go live your life the way you really want to live.
I didn’t need
you, I picked
you. And then you picked me back. And that’s like a promise.