I know a beautiful soul when I see one. You can never meet them without being touched. They’re like lights in the middle of darkness. You jump to them for protection, warmth, guidance, love, an honest advice, a sincere deed and you always keep an eye on them wherever you go in life. They’re human too, obviously, and their humanness is the finishing touch to an already fascinating being.
So gentle, so kind, so alive, yet so approachable. I love such people.
Kit Harington on Jon Snow’s parentage
I wish I could take my mind off it
But I really like T.O.N.Y
of love as a
and as an excuse
but women, you see,
are born with it.
We carry it
in our wombs
waiting at the bus stop