"And later, when the sun begins to sink and the infinite sky is streaked with red and gold, I’ll stroll out into the courtyard—perhaps even climb the steps to the gatehouse. And I’ll gaze across the Chasm to the other side of the island, where I can still sometimes catch sight of a curly-haired urchin running joyously through the tall purple grass, her faithful dog at her heels.”
Truman Capote’s masked ball
But very quickly they all became grave again: for, as you know, there is a kind of happiness and wonder that makes you serious. It is too good to waste on jokes.
The Wyndham Sisters: Lady Elcho, Mrs. Adeane, and Mrs. Tennant - John Singer Sargent
what if i told you i was thinking of flying up to brisbane for your 21st and we could go ~clubbing~
o m g now that you’ve told me this you know you have to do it.
– Jeeves! I have to make one thing crystal clear.
– Yes, sir.
– I’m not one of those fellows who become absolute slaves to their valets.
– No, sir.
Anna Popplewell | THAT Magazine