All I want to do is float. I want to tear down these walls and this city and I want to float across the sky, across the fields, across the clouds, across the tops of trees. I want to float and feel nothing and be clear and I want to keep this state of mind forever. I want to hold on to this feeling but it’s too light, too delicate to grasp. Too easily slipping away at the opening of my eyes.
omg it’s a big monster let’s turn it into a horror story.
They took one of the most innocent and confused characters in fiction and stripped it of all its original meaning. The book was brilliant all in its own, yet their glorified version almost completely disregards the original story.