December 2010
18 posts
Never love anybody who treats you like you’re ordinary.
– Oscar Wilde (via thatkindofwoman)
scout:
That evening I rode downtown on an unaccountably empty bus, sitting in the last row. At the front I saw a thin cloud of smoke rising around the driver’s head.
“Hey, bus driver,” I said. “Can I smoke?”
“May I,” said the bus driver.
“I love you,” I said.
— Michael Chabon, The Mysteries of Pittsburgh