October 2011
September 2011
“If you asked me now who I am, the only answer I could give with any certainty would be my name. For the rest: my loves, my hates, down even to my deepest desires, I can no longer say whether these emotions are my own, or stolen from those I once so desperately wished to be.”
—Brideshead Revisited, 1945, Evelyn Waugh (via dazedandconfuzzedd)