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All my ways she wove of light,
Wove them all alive,
Made them warm and beauty bright-
So the trembling, ambient air
Clothes the golden waters where
The pearl fishers dive.

When she wept and begged a kiss,
Very close I’d hold her,
And I know so well in this
Fine fierce joy of memory
She was very young like me
Though half an aeon older.

Once she kissed me very long,
Tiptoed out the door,
Left me, took her light along,
Faded as a music fades-
Then I saw the changing shades,
Color blind no more.

- F. Scott Fitzgerald, First Love (via fitzgeraldquotes)
, #well this is lovely #f. scott fitzgerald #quote #poetry #lit #first love

What is the meaning of life? That was all — a simple question; one that tended to close in on one with years, the great revelation had never come. The great revelation perhaps never did come. Instead, there were little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark.

- Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse (via wordsnquotes)
, #god this book is beautiful #like the entire fucking thing #stop what you're doing right now and go read it #it's short it won't take you that long #quote #lit #virginia woolf #to the lighthouse #lit hum ftw #columbia taught me well

'Somebody’s there!' cried the voice unalarmed. 'Who are you?—Manfred, St. Christopher, or Queen Victoria?'

'I’m Don Juan!' Amory shouted on impulse, raising his voice above the noise of the rain and the wind.

A delighted shriek came from the haystack.

'How do I get up?' he cried from the foot of the haystack, whither he had arrived, dripping wet. A head appeared over the edge—it was so dark that Amory could just make out a patch of damp hair and two eyes that gleamed like a cat’s.

'Run back!' came the voice, 'and jump and I’ll catch your hand—no, not there—on the other side.'

He followed directions and as he sprawled up the side, knee-deep in hay, a small, white hand reached out, gripped his, and helped him onto the top.

'Here you are, Juan,' cried she of the damp hair. 'Do you mind if I drop the Don?'

- This Side of Paradise (via ragsmartinjones)
, #ugh love this part #eleanor beats rosalind every time #this side of paradise #f. scott fitzgerald #quote #lit