All good books are alike in that they are truer than if they had really happened and after you are finished reading one you will feel that all that happened to you and afterwards it all belongs to you: the good and the bad, the ecstasy, the remorse and sorrow, the people and the places and how the weather was.
Why don’t the seats in the trains near me face the windows!?!?! I’ve always strained my neck looking to the side during my rides. This is glorious.
(Source: disxord, via plasticpixie)