goodreadss: “The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is: nobody else interests me.” — Oscar Wilde (via goodreadss)
goodreadss: “The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is: nobody else interests me.” — Oscar Wilde (via goodreadss)
goodreadss: “The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is: nobody else interests me.” — Oscar Wilde (via goodreadss)
goodreadss: “The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is: nobody else interests me.” — Oscar Wilde (via goodreadss)
goodreadss: “The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is: nobody else interests me.” — Oscar Wilde (via goodreadss)
goodreadss: “The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is: nobody else interests me.” — Oscar Wilde (via goodreadss)
goodreadss: “The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is: nobody else interests me.” — Oscar Wilde (via goodreadss)
goodreadss: “The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is: nobody else interests me.” — Oscar Wilde (via goodreadss)
goodreadss: “The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is: nobody else interests me.” — Oscar Wilde (via goodreadss)
goodreadss: “The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is: nobody else interests me.” — Oscar Wilde (via goodreadss)
