New Orleans 2012: 14
Well. This is the last batch of photos from this trip. From the end of the night to the view of the rooftops from our hotel window.
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"Codeine...bourbon..." (Tallulah Bankhead's last coherent words)." ¸.•*´¨`♥ Denis Brian, Tallulah, Darling: A Biography Of Tallulah Bankhead |
"Love is 3:33 am plus 360 degrees plus 365 days, minus 12:34 pm. I ought to know, because I weighed it myself." ¸.•*´¨`♥ Jarod Kintz, This Book Has No Title |
"And there are cafes and bistros or whatever they call them on every street corner." ¸.•*´¨`♥ Stephanie Perkins, Anna and the French Kiss |
"...that tranquilly beamed down on the rooftops of fast-asleep houses." ¸.•*´¨`♥ Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 |
"The most exciting rhythms seem unexpected and complex, the most beautiful melodies simple and inevitable." ¸.•*´¨`♥ W.H. Auden, The Complete Works of W.H. Auden: Prose, Volume III, 1949-1955 |
"Downtown. Lights on buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And in that moment, I swear we were infinite." ¸.•*´¨`♥ Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower |
"I've always liked the time before dawn because there's no one around to remind me who I'm supposed to be, so it's easier to remember who I am" ¸.•*´¨`♥ StoryPeople |
"So while it seemed like you were seeing everything, you really weren't. Just bits and pieces that looked like a whole." ¸.•*´¨`♥ Sarah Dessen, Just Listen |
"Crying is for plain women. Pretty women go shopping." ¸.•*´¨`♥ Oscar Wilde |
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