The air is wet with sound

An atmosphere of strange enchantment

Well, you never knew exactly how much space you occupied in people’s lives. Yet from this fog his affection emerged—-the best contacts are when one knows the obstacles and still wants to perserve a relation. The past drifted back and he wanted to hold her eloquent giving-of-herself in its precious shell, till he enclosed it, till it no longer existed outside him.

— Tender is the Night by F. Scott Fitzgerald (via weepling)

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