"We need enormous pockets, pockets big enough for our families, and our friends, and even the people who aren't on our lists, people we've never met but still want to protect. We need pockets for boroughs and for cities, a pocket that could hold the universe." - Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer
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The Gambler / Fun.
It was the winter of ‘86, all the fields had frozen over
So we moved to Arizona to save our only son
And now he’s turned into a man, though he thinks just like his mother
He believes we’re all just lovers, he sees hope in everyone
I can’t wait to share this song with my first love.
(Source: davidfincherings, via lightaromancandle-withme)
