"She had tried to forget him, realizing the inutility of remembering. But the thought of him was like an obsession, ever pressing itself upon her. It was not that she dwelt upon details of their acquaintance, or recalled in any special or peculiar way his personality; it was his being, his existence, which dominated her thought, fading sometimes as if it would melt into the mist of the forgotten, reviving again with an intensity which filled her with an incomprehensible longing."
Kate Chopin
#Kate Chopin
#Intense Quotes
-
kissawaytheblues reblogged this from shellbyraees
-
beeftown liked this
-
littlepoots liked this
-
hbnx reblogged this from shellbyraees
-
averbisadverbera reblogged this from theonstark
-
theonstark reblogged this from shellbyraees
-
thevoiceofthesea liked this
-
shellbyraees posted this
