to quote hamlet act III scene iii line 92, “no”
hi. my name is tate.
'What do you want?' I asked.
'To be with you in hell,' he said.
But sometimes we get sad about things and we don’t like to tell other people that we are sad about them. We like to keep it a secret. Or sometimes we are sad but we don’t really know we are sad. So we say we aren’t sad. But really we are.— Mark Haddon (via silentious)
Memory takes a lot of poetic license. It omits some details; others are exaggerated, according to the emotional value of the articles it touches, for memory is seated predominantly in the heart. The interior is therefore rather dim and poetic.— Tennessee Williams, The Glass Menagerie (via dirtyberd)