Strange as it may seem, I still hope for the best, even though the best, like an interesting piece of mail, so rarely arrives, and even when it does it can be lost so easily.
— Lemony Snicket, The Beatrice Letters (via seabois)
I couldn’t see the point of getting up. I had nothing to look forward to.
— Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via seabois)