You have so many layers, that you can peel away a few, and everyone’s so shocked or impressed that you’re baring your soul, while to you it’s nothing, because you know you’ve twenty more layers to go.
— Craig Thompson, Carnet de Voyage (via the-healing-nest)
He loved her, of course, but better than that, he chose her, day after day. Choice: that was the thing.
— The Toughest Indian In The World, Sherman Alexie (via shelbyisms)