i live in a very small house on the top of a very tall mountain.
"What can I do with my happiness? How can I keep it, conceal it, bury it where I may never lose it? I want to kneel as it falls over me like rain, gather it up with lace and silk, and press it over myself again."
Anaïs Nin (via
floralnymph)
(Source: madeofglass-, via floralnymph)