Dreams last so long, even after you’re gone. I know that you love me, and soon you will see you were meant for me and I was meant for you.
Well you couldn’t be that man that I adored. You don’t seem to know or seem to care what your heart is for.
It’s not that I don’t like it; I am physically repulsed.
Rudeness is merely the expression of fear. People fear they won’t get what they want. The most dreadful and unattractive person only needs to be loved, and they will open up like a flower. I’m reminded of a verse: ‘The painter’s brush touched the inchoate face with ends of nimble bristles.’
- M. Gustave - “The Grand Budapest Hotel” (via the-solrise)