The kindest thing literature does is remind you that your peculiar little feelings have always existed. Someone, in some century, was equally confused by love, bored by society, tired of performing, and hungry for meaning.
in a perfect world I would be able to get degrees in perfumery, fashion design, the culinary arts, painting, sculpture, architecture, literature, music, photography, cinema, jewellery-making, ballet, language studies, anthropology, and archaeology all at once