"He thought her beautiful, believed her impeccably wise; dreamed of her, wrote poems to her, which, ignoring the subject, she corrected in red ink."
—from Mrs Dalloway by Virginia Woolf
vienna // billy joel
slow down, you crazy child
you’re so ambitious for a juvenile
but then if you’re so smart, tell me
why are you still so afraid?
Cause if you don’t express it, you will express it later
With who God only knows
If for just one second, it helps us to remember
That we like each other the most