I want a soul mate who can sit me down, shut me up, tell me ten things I don’t already know, and make me laugh. I don’t care what you look like, just turn me on. And if you can do that, I will follow you on bloody stumps through the snow. I will nibble your mukluks with my own teeth. I will do your windows. I will care about your feelings. Just have something in there.
— Henry Rollins
Sweetheart I’ve been frightfully busy but you know I have thought of you every minute.
— Scott Fitzgerald to Zelda Fitzgerald, March 1919
